"Oh I am a criminal. And yes, there are six nocturnal predators three acres away that would hear your screams and come to tear the flesh from your bones after a half hour of slow scouting of this cave. However, do not presume that to be a criminal is to be at fool. Quite the contrary, I believe that your unique brand of optimism and pragmatism will be the thing that saves Miss Lavender Brown; the result of which I happen to have a vested interest."
He continued to cut rhythmically into the wood, letting his hands work.
"So, either I allow you to indulge my curiosity and enjoy the inevitable conflict of world views we possess, or I just knock you out again and keep you sedated for the next few hours. I will generously allow you the option." He said casually, with no indicated preference.