"What do you want, then? Because it feels like nothing I ever do is right when it comes to dealing with you. It's like I'm fumbling in the dark. The only reason why I want you to be good is so that you'll stop hurting and killing people, which isn't too much to ask, it's basic consideration for life, but you've already promised that. Unless... you want to continue hurting and killing? But I've given you freedoms, which my companions have told me I'm crazy for doing, and I've even given you a laser screwdriver, and if that proves anything, it's that I trust you. So tell me, what do you want? And don't say something nebulous and vague. I need something specific to grasp on to. I want to help, and I'm as tired of fighting as you are, maybe even moreso."