Her smile fell a little. "Well, I can't stop you from doing anything, but I really wish you wouldn't. If anybody's going to talk to him, I think it should be me." She squeezed his hand and let go, moving to finish her chips even though they were cold.
And now, she decided, was probably a good time to change the subject. "Oh, I almost forgot - have you seen the journals lately? Somebody's decided to start their own little reincarnate tabloid, and your name was mentioned, but I'm not exactly sure what they were trying to say about you. They used some sort of American sports metaphor, which, of course, went right over my pretty English head." She laughed, trying to lighten the mood as much as she could.