[Before he can leave, her fingers snatch hold of the back of his shirt.]
Wait-
[He can't just do that. Walk away like that. After their conversation it can't just end right there.]
You don't like when I try to run off... so you can't do the same to me, either.
[Grip firm. She refuses to let go.]
Why are you so upset? Because I am frustrated with the warden's reasons for dragging us here? Don't misunderstand. I'm not saying that I don't like it here. Or that I'm eager to return home. It isn't like that.