"Don't." He shakes his head, holds a hand up to set distance between them. "Don't even start with me again, because this is the first goddamn time you've had a chance to do something on your own and you haven't even bothered to try, so do not tell me you're done with it now."

That was the whole point, wasn't it? Get her away from those bastards long enough to make her own choices, give her a real shot at life. Now she wants nothing to do with it - what kind of sense does that even begin to make?