You're preaching to the preacher, dude. Magic sucks. I've fought magic peeps. They're the worst. I get it.
How would he even hold me captive? Seriously. I'd bust that cage or shape shift into a bug or turn invisible and make him think I escaped and get out when he wasn't paying attention. And fighting some human kids isn't exactly terrifying for me.
You don't get it. I should have stayed there the rest of the week instead of letting Neal convince me to come back after I got the pixie dust. Then maybe you'd believe me when I say that I can handle it.
If we're supposed to be friends, why do you want me to sit back and do nothing? When someone hurts your friends you put the hurt on right back.