i don't mind compassion
Locke just rolls his eyes, content to ignore him. Just because no one else will admire his ass, doesn't mean he can't. He watches Remi look at his cards, trying to figure out what he's doing. He lays down two and Locke deals the new cards out to both of them, seemingly content with his hand. It's just two pair but that's not bad. Especially when he's not trying to win. "Well, can't promise I'll go easy on you.." Once again, they're not betting anything so it doesn't really matter. Maybe next round.
He lays his cards out, showing his two pairs and waiting for Remi to show his hand. "I know it wasn't just for that. Just.. Wish I had been invited, is all." He leans on one hand, taking a drink of a drink that was totally there a minute ago. "I don't pay for sex. Maeve and I were sleeping together casually. Or whatever." It's not so casual anymore but he's not going to tell Remi that unless he asks. "I guess I could if I were desperate though."
He lays his cards out, showing his two pairs and waiting for Remi to show his hand. "I know it wasn't just for that. Just.. Wish I had been invited, is all." He leans on one hand, taking a drink of a drink that was totally there a minute ago. "I don't pay for sex. Maeve and I were sleeping together casually. Or whatever." It's not so casual anymore but he's not going to tell Remi that unless he asks. "I guess I could if I were desperate though."
just not on my dime
LOCKE
