"First of all, while it isn't precisely the most intelligent thing to do, I hardly think it's insane that I did something to protect you." She glared momentarily at the hand around her upper body, but couldn't quite bring herself to be properly annoyed because it was there, which meant he was alive. "Normally I would have time to find an alternative to the stereotypical self-sacrifice, but bullets move quickly and I was rather pressed for time."
She frowned, and shifted in his arms until she was back in his line of sight. "I understand I've lost the moral highground when it comes to lecturing and dissuading you from stunts or derring dos likely to get you killed, but better the highground than you, again." She held his chin in place with her thumb and forefinger, to insure he didn't look away. "As for no reasons? I'll give you two. I love you and you've been shot enough times already."