And then she understood. Not just through his feelings - his co-dependency was astounding - but actually understood.
Shaking her head, it took an amazing amount of power to stand down from the fury she was feeling to remember all that he had lost. To remember that Kitt's first instinct was to protect, then to serve. Her voice held no trace of anger when she spoke.
"You had everything to lose, darling." Pulling her legs up onto the bench, she wrapped her arms around them and rested her head on her knees. "Don't you remember how you felt when you came to me? It was only temporary, that release. You felt needed, you knew I loved you, but Kitt... she isn't what you want. Or need." She watched him for a moment. "You're so used to being used, and not always in a bad way, that you don't know anything different. And?"