“I don’t think the marshals would appreciate my disappearing.” She’s hesitant though. Undecided.

Neal shifts urgently in his chair so he’s facing her and reaches out to take one of her hands in both of his. “You said I never ask for things. I’m asking you to come with us to where it’s safe.”

It doesn’t occur to him that he’s manipulating her. It’s not like that’s his actual intent.