"Because unless it's fixing my pants, or making something 'pretty'. You don't do anything your worship. Not only that, but every time I try to get you to pitch in, you make up a dozen excuses about why you don't want to do it. Plus! The forest is all green, all the time, and you will get lost. So if something happens and we get separated; I doubt you'd be able to look after yourself. So, no, you can't come. And You're. Staying. Here." he finished firmly, and giving her a look, letting her know his decision was final.