Stephanie looked over at him, finding it impossible not to notice what he was doing. She frowned a little. It was ... still difficult sometimes, to know that he'd been hurt so severely. She may have saved his life by intervening, but it was far too close. Her hand gripped his back a little protectively.

"You wouldn't be a third wheel, darling. But ... perhaps it would be good to have some girl time. We could all do dinner another night? Perhaps you could bring Alexander. If he isn't overly horrified with me ..." Yes, because of the flaming naked angel business. Rather sordid, really.