Allison smiled sadly at Alice - she was the type of girl she wished she could help. She didn't seem to have a grip on a lot, and she wondered if it was because she was always taught how she should feel, while Allison had always had freedom. She reminded her of the girl she'd met when she was first owned, Jenn - how she refused to see there was anything outside of servitude.
"Well...If you're happy, that's good. I guess. I mean... freedom is even better, but..." She trailed, and shrugged. "I'm sure you've always been useless, don't think like that. You can be anything you want to."