Spread-eagle on the what? Phillip cannot help the all-encompassing crimson tinge on his face, he didn't dare imagine her that way! That was pretty much what every red-blooded American would have under their pillows. "Really...this place is out there, just let me have this moment of-what happened to self-restraint?"

Okay, that was a bit of a lie, but he never went as far as kissing her as in the same movie he'd tried to quote earlier. She wasn't an object to him, a prize to be won. He still remembered the love and affect Sam and Vee showed each other before she was healed. They were good for each other and were veterans.

You don't fit in that picture, he reminded himself before remembering just how nice it felt to care for someone again. Venus made him happy just being her, "I guess people really don't have issue making fantasies...even though the real deal," he looked to Milo and smiled, "Is probably one of the best Tributes I've ever met."

He had no idea of the truth but if he did, he would not ever blame her for it.