"Oh, baby, you're good."
He's saving her from a lifetime of concrete walls and solitude. He's giving her a life, sunlight and books and tech and friends. Working for Torchwood would be better than this. If it kills her in a few years' time, it's still mercy.
She's scared. She's desperate, already broken - being here long enough would do that to anyone. He could say anything, and she'd still come, because it's a way out of here.
He should warn her anyway. Give her a chance...
"It's going to be dangerous. Think you can bear a little danger?"
