make them happy (open)

Locke

im all for compassion

He hums softly, nodding. A safe place? Has he ever had one of those? Nah, he doesn't think so. Being safe isn't something he's really cut out for. Relationships are the same way. He may have been born here and he'll likely die here but he's not tethered. It's all by choice. He doesn't do things he doesn't want to do. "I suppose people need safe places.." He doesn't. He's sure of it.

Locke lays out his cards, spreading them out before her. He has nothing this time, just a king. If she's got an ace, she wins this round. Otherwise, he does. He did have a pair but he discarded it. More.. interesting that way. Plus, he can't win all the time. "At least I've been told I'm good with my mouth. And I wasn't paying them so they didn't need to flatter me. I'll bring you something extra pretty though, just in case." Is he going to come back? Maybe. He's having fun, nearly forgotten his drink actually.

"I've always thought about it. I think I'd make a might fine pirate, don't you? Would definitely look good in the clothes." Locke laughs, shaking his head. He's got terrible fashion sense general. Luckily, being shirtless is perfectly fine in these parts. Even if he's not shirtless now.. He usually is. "I think you'd make a good pirate queen. All the jewels and heads of your enemies. Would be fun."

but not on my dime