"As good as it can be after getting nearly blown up."

But truth be told she was glad to hear from him. Fitz being predictable was a good thing. She knew who he was and what he wanted. Not like everyone else in her life. Right now they all seemed to be unclear to her. Him, though, he was crystal clear.

And she was laying alone in bed in that black nightie she suddenly remembered he liked on her. This could get interesting.

"How are you?"