"He's always kind to me and it feels good when we travel together, or when we share a blanket at the campsite.

"He's always kind to me and it feels good when we travel together, or when we share a blanket at the campsite... but he always calls me 'my Octavia.' I've told him over and over that I don't belong to anyone, that I'm my own, that I stay with him by my own free will. He only grins when I say that. I bet he likes to think that I'm 'his.'"