told her your captain is alive, that I didn’t kill him, and she refused to believe me. I’ve told her, shown her in a dozen different ways that I’m protecting the captives here, that I’m keeping her safe. I’ve shown her the kind of future I want to build. Bentley has tried, Mateo has tried—the stubborn fucking woman won’t believe a word. I am her villain, Eden, and she will never let me be anything else.”
His protection doesn't look like anything I'd want to live through. A dog collar and leash, and running the gauntlet, really?
