The Phoenix cocked one of Jean's eyebrows, eying him coolly.
"Well, at least you admit that much. And this isn't trial and error. It's far more serious than that. I do not need a container or a host. I need a warrior."
The Phoenix had always needed Jean. Maybe this time, she wouldn't need to put her back together. "Your girlfriend is safe from me, Doctor. And perhaps here, she'll be safe from herself as well."