You’ve always been so good at doing what I want, so it should be easy for you to accept what’s going to happen to you. It’s conversion time, and you’re my weak subject. Haven’t you always wanted to be converted into a useful, spendy ATM for me? See, I like you sooo much better this way. Why would you want to be anything else when THIS is what I want for you? Exactly. I know best. You’ll be happier like this anyways. Pleasing me and spitting out cash. You’re born to be my human ATM.
