She's full-on frowning at him now, moving back around to his front with a grimace. "You're right. I shouldn't expect anything from you. That's why you're here, tied to a chair and getting the shit kicked out of you, and I'm not."

Beau squares her shoulders, watching him carefully. "So you were going to what? Take over their ritual? Go in and blow their shit up so you can bring in your stupid fake god? Because I've heard all this shit before. You're not giving me anything new, Fenix, and that's not good if you want to keep living."