[ a roulette table. that brings up memories, of someone trying to cheat odds in her favor, and he laughs to himself wistfully. how far away he feels from everyone that he knows! but at least Lucille's presence is enough to keep him from being too much despair. ]
... hey, maybe those things will help you one day. You never know.
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... hey, maybe those things will help you one day. You never know.
[ looking around, he hums in thought. ]
We should get out of here. I miss the sun.