Morgan exhales, pushing a hand back through unkempt hair as she considers this carefully. She's trying to remind herself that Entrapta isn't being deliberately malicious, but Morgan is also feeling flustered, and she's not sure how to explain actions and consequences to a woman who is literally the same exact age as her without sounding like she's talking down?

She picks her words carefully.

"Honestly? I kind of envy that you're able to work as hard as you do, running off of nothing but the power of your sheer natural curiosity, or whatever other poetic name you want to slap on it. But everyone involved with this plan is trying to do a good thing here by freeing the slaves trapped in this city, so I'm hoping you can at least see how it would be selfish to put their efforts at risk, just to satisfy your own curiosity."