Okay, now Beck feels a little angry. Maybe it's because the next Arena just started and it makes people irritated on a good day, or what. Whether there's no rhyme nor reason, he's not feeling too good. Beck tries to shove that feeling to the side, so he's not snapping at her like a complete jerk.

He picks up the bag from his feet, and tosses it back at her. "This isn't about pity or charity." Beck said, giving her a look. "It's about trying to survive this. If you have a chance, you need to take it and run while you can."

Beck wanted to save everyone. But he's not the big shot he was back in his little computer world, and that was something that was a little hard for him to recognize sometimes.