His eyes go wide. And he hesitates. And offers, with a swallow. "You can.. keep her... If you need to. Because I was... a cruel shellfish. And didn't care about no one but myself. I don't want their air.. but I don't want to be like the Lady either, even if she was shiny like those... the birds, with the speckles on their wings, and when the sun hits them, they glimmer?" He gives his head a shake, tossing away the memory of the lovely sidhe.
"If you think that's fair. You keep her... and I promise I won't try to sneak, or steal or anything."