Her hands, which had rested heavily on his shoulders drew back.  As he seemed to calm down and she was sure he would not hurt himself, she removed herself from him and moved back to her spot by her tree and lodging.  She removed the squirrel from the fire and let the stick lay against a rock so it could cool.  [color=7ea7d8][b]"What do I want?"[/b][/color] she asked bitterly.  She could feel herself about to go off on him.  Rip him several new holes in his person.  Verbally speaking.

But...

No.  She stopped herself as she sighed and rested her forehead against her hand. [color=7ea7d8][b]"I want to go home,"[/b][/color] she replied quietly but knew there was no chance of this.  Even if she were returned at her request, she would know there was this great big world out there.  No, going home was no longer an option.  There would be too many questions in her heart.  And a desperate longing for the stars.  There were intelligent beings beyond her people after all.  She buried her face in her hands as her thoughts spiraled.  After what seemed like mere seconds but took ages, she peeked out from behind her hands.  [color=7ea7d8][b]"I want respect."[/b][/color]  Her face held grim determination as she looked upon the alien.

[color=7ea7d8][b]"I want you to answer my questions the same way you would answer one of your kin.  And I want a fucking house.  No one has lived like I am now for over a millennium.  And I want to know where the fuck I am and what it is you intend to do with me." [/b][/color] Her body quivered with the anger and the renewed fear she felt.  She wanted to pelt rocks at him.  Stab him.  Do something to keep herself safe.  But the more logical part of her brain told her he WAS what kept her safe.