She shoulders her bag and turns back to him, her own body a long line of tension. "First of all, it's not your fault, it's my choice. I'm trying not to be reckless. With you, with me, with everything. I've been trying really damn hard. Secondly, I haven't tried to stop you from doing what you need to do, either."

Sharon watches him for a long moment, caught like an animal in flight, and shakes her head. "You should have seen your face when I told you the mission was done and I'd be here," she murmurs, her voice going softer, quiet. "You were so relieved."