Up to you

“I’ll be sharing Godhood with a martyr who wants to save everypony and a gutless tool.” He smirked. “I’m feeling pretty confident in my chances.”

Red Eye turned his gaze up towards the cage. “You can come out now.”
What? my little pony stammered. I… but… oh, forget it. Her head slumped in defeat. I disengaged the StealthBuck and stared down at the wasteland’s other Stable Dweller.

Red Eye smiled at me.
“Not a chance in hell,” I told him bluntly.

“Up to you,” he said, surprising me.
“Wait… you’re giving me a choice?”

Red Eye walked up to the catwalk railing, placed his hooves on it, and peered into the swirling colors of the vat beneath. “Of course I am.”