We have yet to discuss terms. I thought it best to let you enjoy the benefits of any potential arrangement before rashly turning down an offer. Remembering the satisfaction of a boot on gravel, of muscles nimbly twisting in the hundred ways necessary for a step. Elegant, isn't it? Deceptively simply, when the mechanism is so complex.
I do not ask nicely. But I could dictate a destination to those charming new legs of yours, and you could follow them. You could cut off the connection entirely, I suppose, but that would leave no guarantee that it would not simply rebound to the young lady whose rescue you sprang to. Gallant thing. I wouldn't try it.