(From here.)

I think the appreciation of implicit threat might technically still fall under the umbrella of masochism.

[Technically. There's a certain inevitability of injury in their line of work, but he does tend to end up hurt more often than she'd care to see. She moves her hand to idly trace her fingers along a scar on his shoulder. She gives him a guileless look.]

You mean other than break into your apartment and make myself at home?

[A pause, before she admits:]

Again.

[Because it's not the first time. And it certainly won't be the last.]