"Babe." After she tugs his shirt up as much as she can without his help, Kate puts a hand in the middle of his chest beneath the shirt and looks him square in the face. "I'm never going to let you hurt me. We clear?"

There's a world of difference between slamming each other around for good consensual rough sex or sparring and letting a guy hurt her. "If you were some other guy, that'd probably mean I'm never gonna let you smack me around or fuck me too hard. But it's you and I know you can't take hurting me. So it won't happen."

It's a weird kind of promise to make and weird to think about and just all over weird and she shakes it off with a soft kiss to his neck. "I'm okay, Declan. My brain's more banged up than my body and this'll help."