AF: This!
JENTHA: put t that thing away
AF: I'm absolutely not putting your estranged corporeal form away or anywhere else! That's what you're not getting.
AF: So, listen up:
AF: This place? Complete and utter dead end.
AF: There's nothing here but you, me and the flowers.
AF: No consorts, no enemies, no checkpoints, no portals, no Metatron.
AF: Go directly to nowheresville, do not pass planet, do not collect 200 high-grade crafting materials.