She meets his sidelong glance with one of her own before she steps into the hut, but doesn't answer right away. Instead, she thinks for a moment, as she slips her tote of her shoulder and sets it at the foot of the bed.

Only then does she turn to look at him, studying him. "I know it was your idea before," she murmurs. "But, baby – are you sure?"

He might have changed his mind. Something that seemed like a good idea when she was about to head into a wildly unbalanced fight might not seem so hot in the calm light of day. "You know I won't hold it against you if you change your mind."