Her expression shifted quickly into something much less pleasant. "Phoenix, that was very, very stupid," she snapped. "You can't just break in, no matter how much you - "

How much he missed her.

She didn't want him to hurt himself for her, no matter how fast he would heal. Sighing, she squeezed his uninjured hand in her own.

But that last bit - that was a surprise. Looking up at him quickly, her lips pressed together as she tried to remember what he'd taught her. "Wouldn't that be . . . " She bit the inside of her cheek, the words unfamiliar on her lips. "A conflict of interests?"