It very belatedly occurs to her — and only once he pins her to the wall — that this might be the beginning of the end of their marriage. Why would a nice, sweet guy like him want to stick around someone who's lied to him from the moment they'd met? It's not the possible loss of their partnership that strikes her, though, but the very real pang of attachment she suddenly feels. Which is bad for business.

"I'm not a Voidtrecker," is the first thing she says. Because she isn't. She knows she isn't. Although isn't she, really, when she's been having flashes and headaches as well? "But I... have a part-time job?" It's almost sheepish, the way she says it. Not that anything's timid and shy about her now, her outfit least of all.

"You were on the news," she adds after a moment. It's important, and whatever happens to their relationship tonight, he at least has to know that. "You better lie low for a few days, or the D-Force might take you in."