They looked, askance.
Solomon continued. "I've been thinking about the enemy's movements, and the only way that this makes sense is as a jailbreak." His face pulled together like a dying spider as he related this speculation, an emotion that Jardon hadn't seen in all his years of captivity. Uncertainty, perhaps?
Sansa concurred. "Yeah, if they were just looking to destroy the jail they could have just burrowed into the supports, crushed us all beneath the ground." She looked around apprehensively as she spoke, her innate pessimism no doubt gnawing at her resolve.
Jardon shook his head. "I'm not so certain that we can ascribe ordinary human motivations to our foes." He paused, at a loss for words, then continued. "What you say would make sense if they were any other enemy, but I'd be wary of seeing too much of our own reasoning in the minions of the Dragon. There might be any number of factors behind their choice of tactics. Maybe they just wanted mostly intact bodies?"
He'd learned, long ago on the Khadoran front, not to be too quick to second guess the enemy. He recalled a young officer's presumption that the Khadoran conscripts would happily desert the military that oppressed them. He shook his head at the memory. No wonder he'd ended up working in the Pit.
The warcaster spoke again, eyes never leaving the gloom below. "As you say, Warden. But they breached the gate some time ago, and I've seen no sign of pursuit. That would suggest that their objective remains below, would it not?"
Jardon saw where this was going. "If you are suggesting-"
"So, our duty as loyal members of the armed forces is to deny the enemy their objective, right?". The old jailer knew that his ex prisoner didn't intend to simply speak over him, it was just that there was a certain ponderous inevitability to his thinking, and he didn't stop speaking until he'd gotten it all out.
Sansa wasn't so phlegmatic. "Are you crazy, Prisoner? You want to go back down there?" She cocked an eyebrow and stared at Jardon obviously and frankly incredulous.
There wasn't a subtle bone in the Warcaster's body. You could actually watch him preparing the "No but it's my duty speech", then see him check himself. Instead he simply looked back at the pair of them and said "Yep".