"You were going to stay here." He'd been hiding in the dark when she came in, hunkered down, she assumes. "You'd planned on staying here, now you want to leave, but do you really have a place to go? The city isn't safe right now. The blackouts are unpredictable, there have been riots, looting. You would be a danger to yourself. You would be a danger to others."

She doesn't want to trap him, or fight him. She wants him to decide to stay on his own. "Here, you're a danger to no one. You can eat." Hopefully he's hungry and that will carry some weight. "You can get some sleep. You look tired." He looks dead on his feet, really, but she's pretty sure he knows that.