Of course they were... and when have you ever known me to show them any mercy?

[Aside from a certain blade by that very name, anyway. He's thinking about that recent battle, and how it had all gone down. No matter how many slavers he kills, he never quite feels entirely... satisfied. That burning anger in him is never quite quenched entirely. But at least for now, he's going to savor this small victory.]

You must be feeling lucky, tonight. I'm fine with that. [He'll see her bet, and with their cards now dealt, he puts in his wager to match hers.]