"I know. And I will try and take that into consideration, though it still doesn't excuse running away from your Master. You talk these matters through with him, you take what he says into consideration, and you understand that that there are aspects of your relationship with Derek, and his relationship with his other slaves that you might not understand yet. But with time, which you have plenty of it, because you aren't going anywhere, you will understand." Her hand stayed on his chin, wanting to make sure he listened, and understood.
"Stop. Assuming." Her tone was firm, and she moved closer to him, pressing her lips to his gently. He was a sweet boy, she wouldn't deny that... just sometimes misguided. She pulled away a few seconds later, realising her mistake instantly, and she lowered her hand from his chin. She would have to tell Derek, she knew that - she had no right to covet his slaves, any of them. But she didn't let her misjudgement show as she spoke to Stiles again. "This will always be your home. You will always be a personal slave. Allison changes nothing."