"Probably the downfall bit." Gideon mumbles. She can't say she's pleased to be back in another terrible game with high stakes, run by someone who sounds nearly as powerful as the Necrolord.

But she takes a breath and straightens her shoulders. Sighing like a tombsister isn't going to get either of them anyway. "Well, whatever you think is the best choice, I'm with you on it. Escape or end, it's better than sitting with our thumbs up our asses and waiting for the worst to happen, again. Just point me in a direction and tell me what to do, and until Hect's here to be your proper cavalier, I'll be your sword."

... oh and speaking of Hect- "I told Camilla that your last words to her were 'I love you'."