[Fran's face is inscrutible as she considers what he is saying. She has a good idea of who sent her here, considering the crime she's been accused of, but she can see that someone would take this sort of option.]

Not I. Those who have sent me here have made their disdain for myself very obvious. This may be a nice prison, but I have no illusions as to what I am here for.

[She pierces him with her bright red eyes.]

This is not the case for you. What I would do matters not.