"I thought you were going to avoid me or something."

"No, see, I just left so as to not strangle you."

"Malare bought himself a girl."

"Figured hey, if you're doing it -"

"She's pretty and sings well, those have always been traits that inspired flexible ethics in him."

"And if he doesn't want to let his pretty toy go when you're ready to pull off abolition -"

"He's saving up for it right now. But I would make him, if that's what you're asking."

"Then why not loan him the money and make him do it right now?"

"Do you think I should?" 

"Yes."

" - fair enough. I'll write the accountant."

"Thank you."

She still does not tell her to leave but she turns around and starts drafting a letter.

Elsewhere he plays with her hair, idly. "How does it pick colors exactly -"

"I don't actually know!"

"You got kind of insanely lucky -"

"Yeah. At first I didn't know she'd turn back."

Squeeze. 

What a snuggly owner.

"If I were a slave I think I'd dislike being touched," he says, petting the pretty rainbow hair.

"That seems like it would make my life more unpleasant than it needs to be."

"So, what, you just - don't have feelings that'd make things unpleasant for you?"

"It's not like that, just, I don't get all worked up about it."

"- okay. I want you but I don't want you to be unhappy, I like it when you're happy and I - want something I'll still have once you're free -"

"You can have me if you want me! Especially while the baby is a teapot and does not need to be fed fifteen times a day."