"None of the things offered are getting any more legal than your previous offer. And witches? Of course, carry on. Brainwash me while you're at it, so I don't have to know I'm in this incredibly weird situation. It's not like I've never been a woman's 'footstool' before. Really, save me from myself."

Why the hell did he always end up with the most insane women? Did his mother curse him or something?

"I'm not going to leave town for your community and I'm not going to join your class on being miserable and delusional either. I don't know what you did but that never happened to me before. I don't know why you have it in it for me, but I'm past being amused. So yes, I have questions: how long are you going to keep me here? how well acquainted are you with mental health clinics and why the fuck do you think that I'd want to stay here longer than necessary?"
He smiled. "If it's the right choice to answer honestly, of course."