"Who said anything about protecting?" he asked dryly. Just because most of his battering came in the line of duty didn't mean others had the same story. Hell, he had his fair share of injuries that had come off duty.
"No! I didn't mean it like that." He held up his hands quickly. "Trust me, it's all reruns up there anyway. Los Angeles sucks, I want to shoot the higher powers, where the hell do they serve decent pie in this place," Booth joked. "The same old questions and increasingly more creative, if irrelevant, answers."
He sighed. "I learned my lesson once. I'll have no problem helping out but intentionally flaunting my neck is stupid beyond my usual stupid. Once bitten...actually, the rest of that old saying doesn't even make sense in this case..."