Pff. You want me to tell you how to fix all your shit? Get a fucking pen.

[ A sigh through her nose. The look she gives him when he says that is sharp. ]

Careful what you wish for, Lief. If you're really, truly unlucky, the Chiefs might just overhear you and switch things up because I'm sure they'd find that hilarious. Besides, "a role" could just as easily mean a killing role, and what the hell would you do then? Let it go. There are better ways to take charge of your destiny.