[He shakes his head, lifting his eyebrows in vaguely condescending amusement. But he listens to her anyway, because yeah - of course she's already got the answer.]

So we're winging it. [Honestly, Bellamy works well enough with spontaneity. If they have no idea how the Shuck is going to react, it means he has to think on his feet - and he's gotten very good at that.]

We'll just have to leave him a damn good offering. You thought about that yet too? [A beat.] Something for them.

[He doesn't need to specify who them is - but if this is a deity of death in the Drabwurld, it's not hard to fall in line as to what might be appropriate.]