[Ferran's shoulders tense again defensively, his voice mirroring the feeling. Even so, he doesn't raise his bow to try to threaten her again.]

He's not making me do anything. He—showed me how important it is that I do this, that's all. The magic of the plants here is too powerful to risk anyone stealing them!

[It's something he thinks he's believed for a long time, but even in these fake memories, it was only ever an excuse for him to latch onto, a goal to keep him from obsessing over how lonely it was. If he was doing the right thing, then everything else was fine.]