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Joey sighs and points downward. "Sit down with me, Beautiful?"

Once they're seated again, Joey takes her hands, and looks as close as he can into her eyes.

"Rose Logan, /I/ do not blame you. Brad Simmons did this to me, and really, I blame myself. I should have gone in and just decked the guy, because I knew you felt bad for him about Fargo, so you were willin' to give him a chance to stay down." Joey says.

"But when I saw you were in trouble, I should've just dropped him. But I didn't want to hurt you and things got crazy...but I don't blame you a single bit. And when I can see you again, I'm gonna spend a few days just watchin' you do stuff. Like eat, sleep, laugh and play cards." he says.

Shit, he hadn't thought about how they wouldn't be able to play cards together anymore, while he was like this.

"Besides, if you'd been elsewhere, and I'd have been by myself...I'd be dead right now. You saved my life, Babe, and don't you ever forget that." Joey says.

"Sometimes...I get weird about us bein' on X-Force together. I tell myself that maybe I should get off the team so I don't distract you or I don't lose my cool when I see some guy touchin' you." he tells her, taking a deep breath.

"But then I think about it and I realize I'd go crazy if I wasn't able to see you and know I could protect you. I'd lose my mind if I was here and you came home burned up or beat up or worse." he says.