Admittedly, she'd expected more of a battle to keep her in one place. In fact, she already had a good ten minute long spiel prepared about how she was an adult and he was in just as much danger as she was and who was he to lay down the law? But then he went and got all reasonable and understanding and ugh, she kind of hated when he did that.
She tilted her head, studying him. Crazy git. "Fine," she said firmly, lifting her chin. She'd be defiant whether he was agreeing with her or not. "He's got another friend here, the one he's off to meet now. But you know I will."
Turning, she reached for her journal. She wasn't leaving till he did, at least. No reason to rile him up some more. Curling up on the floor, she looked up at him, the rebellious gleam still lingering in her eyes. "And he's not worthless. He's been good to me. You, too, honestly. Talks highly of you."