That's quite the invitation, and a fascinating one at that. The grin from before returns to her features and she clasps her hands behind her back, idly rocking back and forth on her feet as she considers it. She's going to accept, of course, but she can make a show of thinking about it.

"You know I can't breathe in there." She comments, waiting to see what he'll say. "And I certainly can't keep wearing this dress if you expect me to join you."

Straightforward. But if she goes in there, he'll get to see just what kind of monster she is.