"I don't know if you noticed, Pryde, but my life isn't even close to normal," Pete tells her. "I run the creepy division of British Intelligence. I was married to a faery from Avalon, for Christ's sake."

He turns to her. "To say nothing of the fact that you'd be dead bored if you lived a 'mostly normal life.' It may sound alright right now, in light of everything that's happened, but you-" he points to her with his coffee cup. "You are the biggest adrenaline junkie I know. You'd be happy for a bit, but you'd get restless, and I'd-"

Wake up one day to a note that just said 'sorry' he doesn't say.

"Anyways. Point is, be careful what you wish for."