Tangible for the time being, Beth tapped two fingers against the side of her thigh in a quick rhythm. It was the only sign of impatience she displayed, though she didn't much care whether anyone in the room noticed. They likely felt the same way. She absorbed only the key words and information from the discussion, eyes darting from one speaker to the next. As far as leadership went, she did not trust a single member of their thrown-together team, but if she were to place a bet on someone, it would have been Tony.

Perhaps in part because she valued his smarts.

Nonetheless, she could not deny the sense in his rebuttal. She nodded and directed her attention to Rikive as the subject of her leadership emerged. Beth barely knew the Asgardian. Save the few occasions she had questioned Rikive about ancient or futuristic magicks -- whichever category other realms like Asgard fell into -- and the multitude of short meetings they had whenever Beth visited Parael, the ghost spent little time with Rikive. However, her skills were not to be dismissed, and the woman had a sound head on her shoulders. 

"I can see you as our leader," Beth admitted, smiling some. "In the very least, you might be able to keep Parry from doing anything else stupid." She ceased her fidgeting and dropped the smile. "No one poses a better chance. Now, is anyone else concerned leaving that woman and the hunter alone with our best lead isn't the brightest idea?" She gestured towards the room they held their captive in, then followed Karram to the door.