"Oh, he's here." The spider cells weren't really common playgrounds at the Lair, regardless of how morally convoluted the Brotherhood claimed to be. Prisoners and their various customary trappings tended to be a bit much for normal visits days.
"He's safely in a cell, which you'll need me to open." One way, if nothing else, to keep track of what Forge was doing; and it simply wouldn't do for anyone else to have access to the man she was keeping secreted away. The fact that the entire notion was highly objectionable only began to scratch the surface. "When you have something you'd like to try, simply let me know and I'll take you to him."