Kitt's reaction made Hattie want to reach out for him again, to take his hand or hug him, but she knew that making that kind of move wouldn't be appreciated at the moment. Instead, she took a deep breath and held it for as long as possible, staring at the garage floor, arms once again crossed over her chest. This time it was less a defensive move and more to keep herself from saying or doing anything she shouldn't. She understood where Kitt's fears came from and tried to keep her own at bay.
She listened to the car's reasoning and then lifted her head. "Kitt," she said quietly. "He's right. And if you were you, you would know he was right. You're letting-" She didn't want to get upset or cry. "You're letting your humanity get in the way." And she went back to looking at the floor.