Phoenix makes sure his own is cared for.

Whether it be his sickly mother at home or his brothers in the MC, he makes sure they want for nothing. It's become like a second job to him; taking care of those he cares about.

It’s unfortunate the same can’t be said about himself. He longs for everything he cannot have; something that will get him killed. Or worse, depatched.

His club is his life, and yet here he sits...

He sits with his arms crossed, his eyes glancing at you from time to time as he thinks about what the hell he’s going to do with you now that he has you.

It was a stupid idea to bring you here, but once he saw you in that shop and recognised you as Miles' little sibling, well... he took the opportunity and ran with it. Or, well, you.