Her smile fades. "If you’re trying to impress me with how much you know, don’t waste your time," she snaps, her silky voice now lined with steel. "If your want to live through this, keep your mouth shut and listen. If you don’t want to listen, you’re free to leave—right now, no strings—and I’ll gladly place side bets on who will get you first." She fixes me with a gaze like twin lasers. "Are you going to listen, or do I write this off as a bad investment of time and effort?"