If garbage like me was enough to retrieve the first artefact, then surely it will be no trouble for this Carnival to retrieve the rest.

[Matter-of-fact. Let's be honest, even Foster knows that their victory with the Rose was sort of a miracle.]

I know I have... wasted time, wasted opportunity and squandered myself, my potential with ingratitude.

[He sounds outright disgusted.]

But please, please allow my untrustworthy, worthless life to serve you again...!

[I mean. You already own him, it's on his butt. It's presumptuous, arrogant even to assume he would be the best tool for the Ringmaster's plan, or even a tool in her plan--he knows, he knows he's not useful for anything except cleaning the toilets, changing light bulbs on the carousel, but--

But if there is one thing he can be, it's used. And at the end of his use, expendable.]