"I don't care what they did. I know you. I knew you," she corrected herself, which hit him like an arrow in the chest. "You weren't some robot. You weren't an animal."
"No, I'm not."
"You're real, and alive, and you used to love me." He snapped his head to look at her, but she rushed on before he said anything. "And you were gentle and… and you didn't try to kill people—"
"I would have if they'd tried to take you, even back then," he growled. "I wasn't as experienced. And I was still learning my senses, but—"
"Stop it, just stop!" She had her hands up like she was going to push him away, her eyes down and shaking her head. "This is crazy. You can't… you shouldn't…"
"Sash, no offence, but we've barely gotten started. If you can't handle this—"
"It's not about handling anything, Tryson
