"Is that what you think, that we only are worth our own bodies as long as we're of some use to others?" Of course, it's an easy thing to think. It's pretty much what the Yeerks ingrain into you for years.

"I did use you in arguments. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time, but it was probably...I was probably being spiteful. I do that. A lot, lately. I'm sorry." She's sincere.

She lets him go, letting her hands linger enough that he can return to her embrace if he wants, but so she's apologizing with her body as well as her words. "We all have the best intentions, but that's why people have sayings about the road to Hell. But you - we - we're of some worth. Something, at least. It's just hard to find reasons to believe that sometimes."