It isn't fair to you.

[he clarifies. she'll notice his thumb is brushing against her knuckles now]

It shouldn't matter that you're not human. You should be able to make your own choices. Follow our own path, regardless of where it takes you.

[he sets his jaw tightly, expression firm]

You're not a tool, or a piece of equipment, or. . . someone to whom someone else can bark out orders like they own you.

You're yourself. And it's not. . . fair.

[she deserves freedom, too]