Phoenix blinked, looking owlishly surprised, "What? No! I'm crazy, not stupid. Zarasa." The Russian curse word sounded more affectionate than anything else. She whimpered softly as he cleaned the burn. She was going to have to go to the infirmary once all was said and done... if it ever ended. They could make it a doubles trip because she was not going to let him get away with just getting a massage. "Go fucking figure. We go through the Bermuda Triangle and something like this happens."