"I know. I don't not tell you things on purpose." He chose his words carefully, not wanting to come right out and say I'm worried you'll do something stupid and get yourself killed. That was a little too blunt for his tastes. "I just... don't want you getting hurt or anything."
By some strange stroke of luck, the elevator didn't stop once until it reached the lobby. Cole wryly thought that it might mean his luck was changing, but he doubted it. Bad luck followed him around and wasn't leaving anytime soon. "So am I. Things have just been so crazy... and I've missed you."