Gideon eyes Lenore coolly, her mouth a tight-pressed line. The heat from the kiss still burns on her lips, but--

"I know I kinda come off like I'm dumb as all hell, but I'm not that much of a goon," she says slowly, after a one long, extended moment of silence, "Like, it's not the worst plan I've ever heard, but how am I supposed to know you won't just leave me down there to rot?"

Granted, it seems like rather an elaborate method of torture; allowing her to think she's needed, then just throw her in some other dungeon altogether. But one has to consider the possibility.