If she'd already been prepared to go through with the vampire’s plan despite her reservations, this seals her fate. Lenore feels so achingly delicate as she presses herself against Gideon's chest, and maybe she hasn't yet worked out when to push and when it's best to do as she's told, but it's impossible not to hold her in this moment. Her hand moves to the small of Lenore's back and any further questions bleed right out of her, because who in their right fucking mind could resist a request made like this?

Not Gideon Nav, that's for sure.

"Hey. Hey, it's okay," she says, her voice steady, her heartbeat swift and fierce, "Just...I dunno. Make sure you have your best guards with you? I can handle myself. I'm sure that great big sister of yours told you that."

A pause, just the length of a heartbeat. It seems such a dumb thing to say, gives more of herself away than truly means to, but-- "And you'll stay with me? All of that week, when we’re back?"