"Hey," he said softly, taking her hand and squeezing it "They are dangerous, but that's why we fight, so that they can be safer for everybody. I've got backup, I'll be okay, I promise."

It was a dangerous job, a very dangerous job, and he knew she wasn't stupid enough to accept what he said at face value, not when he'd stumbled in here with a stomach wound last night, but he at least hoped he could reassure her a little bit. He hated the thought of her sitting alone just worrying about him.