Alistaire stands up, holding the previously injured leg as he does.

"Alisa." He says firmly, demanding her attention.

"Going down your list...

First. Maybe I don't understand you. Fine. I'm willing to make the effort, because whatever emotions I am or are not capable of, you come closer to me than most.

Second. If they're telling you who you can and can't associate with, then the X-Men do own you. You're better than that.

Third. If the Hellfire security options are so weak, then you understand why I want someone capable at my side."

He pauses.

"You're the only one there is."