But here, it doesn't have to be that way, does it? This is hardly the same world you left--or, at least, it's not likely to be?

Then... Doesn't that mean you can decide on your own now? Who or what you want to be? [Her situation is hardly the same, she couldn't even begin to pretend otherwise, but she does know what it's like to be the world's punching bag; the one people blame and turn on in an instant. She can't help but feel a profound sympathy with him]