[ Beleth meets his stare calmly, a polite smile on her face. That guilt she'd felt at sending him back to the dungeon evaporates, and Beleth suddenly understands why few have any issue with his treatment. Turning her eyes from him, she gestures to Ser Gareth, who is probably relieved she's finally reached the end of her patience. ]

Well, far be it from me to keep you here. Let me know if you need any more sweaters or blankets, or if anyone has unduly mistreated you.

[ She takes a moment to finish her tea, sets it down, and then back to Benedict, with that same smile. ]

You're dismissed.

[ Still, she supposes, he hasn't done anything wrong, besides be obnoxious. And if that were a crime in and of itself, she'd have half the Gallows put away. ]