Emma had spoken to the Phoenix before. Not in this world, of course, but the memory of it came to mind and unnerved her. The Phoenix then had been mad. This one sounded slightly less so, but that didn't make this entire thing worrying.
"Stop this," she said, her voice strong but cautious. "You don't need to do this. She's fine here." Emma didn't give a damn about the Phoenix or her intentions. She just needed Jean back.