It's lonely, but it's not a prison. No human even really knows what a true prison is like.

[Because she's stepped a bit ahead of him, he won't be able to see her face, but that it adds much to what she's said. Diva doesn't give him time to question it, though, since they've arrived at the entrance to the subway, so she turns lightly on her heel to face him.]

Hey, so can I carry you? That would probably be the easiest.