[Jean's gaze drops, and her arms wrap around herself.] I thought I should be able to handle myself. [That's stupid, too; she's always worked with a team. But she hates the thought of calling her friends into danger, no matter how capable they are.

She cracks a bleak little smile.]

I've just been full of crappy decisions, huh?

[A beat.]

Which, for the record, doesn't take away from your crappy decisions. Because you totally did not tell Erik any details, did you.