"You were the one who told me that Max saved Liz's life. I can only imagine that he had something to do with Michael's hand. I just can't figure out why he did it now." Or back when they could have played it off as him healing naturally. But he wasn't sure he'd ever really known how Guerin thought.

"No one knows where I live. No one but you." Not that he thought his brothers were going to come looking for them. Not yet. But it was better to be on the safe side and it had the side benefit of meaning that none of the Guerin-Evanses could reach either him or Kyle. It would mean a night free of any expectations and he could already feel his shoulders start to relax.

"Aliens and spies and killers and doctors, oh my," Alex retorted.

"And yeah. They." And god, now that his hands had stopped their busy manipulations, he was thinking about it again.