"Absolutely not," she smirked. "But hear me out. Before, I was repairing Yeerk spacecraft; Elayne already has a knack for working on them, but it's my specialty, too. Whether she'll admit it or not, we're a good team. All the same, I'm sure I could find another host just as capable.
"But now I'm stranded without a ship or Kandrona on this little rock," she continued, "surrounded by those who want me removed from my host's head--my host, who is now starting to think autonomy might not be so bad, now that you've come to her attention.
"The problem is, however, that if the timeline changes, I will cease to exist altogether, which would hardly be beneficial to myself or my race. If I can find myself a willing host, I'll head back to Earth, dropping off Elayne wherever would be best for her along the way. And then we can forget all of this; the Yeerks can continue their occupation of Earth, you can enjoy the chaos and strife it causes, and Elayne can have a nice repair job wherever she'd like. Surely that isn't too much to ask a being like you," she said, still smirking, her eyebrows raised.