Neverwinter Forest Neverland is home to lost boys like me

She could read a few things in his expression—exasperation, worry, disappointment; all of it was expected, but she hated that it was in response to something she did. Everything he proceeded to say made sense, and she didn't even disagree with him, which only made how she felt even more confusing. I know, she said, shaking her head. I know he's done bad things, and I know that I shouldn't like him—I wish I felt differently. She sighed, exhausted from her trip and from everything that had happened. I don't think he would ever physically hurt me, though, she told him, as if that would make him feel any better. He's said as much more than once. Of course, it wasn't really something he should have to clarify, but she wasn't really thinking rationally enough to realize that logic. 

His question made her frown and look away. I don't think so, she said. But that doesn't mean he can't be changed, Simmik added. As for what she deserved, well, she hadn't really considered that part of it. She cared about him and wanted to make him better, regardless of all the reasons she shouldn't and what all she deserved. It's all really confusing. I'm sorry, I know it's stupid.