[The concept of the "land" as doing this is still strange to her, but the principle still applies -- those who do cruel things like this... they rarely care. It is most likely the whole purpose.
She opens her eyes, looking at him, trying to remind herself that his resemblance to the House that is responsible for all the miserable things taking place back home is only a coincidence.]
I... would not wish to bother you. [And yet, she can't say "no" in good conscience. She is hopelessly lost, and bearing with the dark as well as the words is hard.]