Somewhat amused, Dante lets Annalise wriggle free of his grasp.  Now, at near the heart of his domain, she starts to get cautious.  Not that there was much she could do to change her fate now, but it would be interesting to watch her try.  "Oh, it would be no imposition at all, young miss.  The room would simply lay empty if you were not here.  And I couldn't possibly let you travel through such a dangerous forest at night, escorted or not.  It is simply not a safe place to be."  Almost as if on cue, the howl of a wolf cuts the air, echoing through the gloomy night.<br/><br/>Reaching just inside the door, he picks up a small lantern; which he lights with a brief snap of his fingers.  "As I'm sure you're aware, the forest can be a very dangerous place at night.  If you spent the night, and left in the morning, well, that would be much safer."  It was interesting to him, this game that he enjoyed; although his face is the very picture of sincerity, double meanings hide within his words.  And yet, even given those double meanings not one thing that he's said has been a lie.  It's something he prides himself on.