She'd have to know quite a lot less than she knows to take offense at that. The earthly world takes less out of him than the Other Place did her, but it's still not like it's pleasant for him, is it. It hurts him to be here. Even if she likes him - and that's a surprising thing, isn't it, realizing that she really likes him - she doesn't necessarily want him here. She doesn't want him suffering. And whether he's here for her or here for a different reason, she doesn't want him to be a slave again.

"I wish there were some way to keep you safe, Bartimaeus." She lifts her hand to her chin and props her head up in it. Her gaze on him is melancholy. "I wish that there were some way to keep you away from them. Honestly - " She shakes her head. "I spent a bit of time reading, seeing if I could track down some information about what the Other Place is. How it is that magic works, how we can reach across it and grab spirits like you. 'Cause what I'd like to do, more than anything else, is kill magic altogether. But I've not found any books yet that might help."