Until she finds out. Good luck explaining this shit when that happens.

[ Bigby's mad that he hadn't noticed how distant she's been up until this point. how she's always faced him when she was undressing or declining to shower together for the past week. thinking back on it only makes him tighten his fist around the phone pressed against his ear, to the point of where he could hear stress applied to the sturdy metal. ]

And did Grell get you the answers you needed? Hm? Sounds like you're just as clueless as you were when you went to her. Getting in a car accident and dislocating my shoulder is a whole lot more reasonable to show you at the end of the night than a fucking hole in your back a week later. Or longer. Who the hell knows.

[ she talks of "contagious" and he just sputters his lips in disbelief. Elizabeth should know better than to think he's worried about getting sick or infected as a result of being close to her. there's a million things he would like to spit out in response, but he decides to give her time to say her piece. when she talks about how much it has been seemingly healing, he can just be heard sighing right into the phone for an extended period of time. ]

This city is going crazy. I was joking earlier, but we need to seriously pack our bags up and move the fuck out. Screw house hunting here.

[ at least he's dialed back on chewing her a new one. for now. consider it an intermission. ]