Maybe it's stupid not to be afraid -- but she simply isn't. Even as his fingers brush against her cheek, a light graze more than anything else. Even when he's been angry and pissed at her because she's refused to give into his whim or whatever else they had been fighting about he's never touched her in a harmful manner.

He easily could have. He may have a punched a hole into her bedroom wall and she's not happy about that but she also recognizes he chose to hurt the wall and not her.

"Maybe." She concedes. "But at least for now, you need me alive. To fix your gravity chamber. To create more bots for you to train with. So if nothing else I have the insurance that I'm too useful for you to kill."