"It's something," he mutters, rubbing the back of his neck and trying to face this calmly. Except it's hard because there's doesn't seem to be anything about it he should be calm about.

"I mean, if that's case..." He sighs, not sure what to think or even how to think about this. "It's possible then, if any of that's real, to not even be from the same place." He's trying to puzzle this out, and while he's a quick man when it comes to cards or guns, he's not the smartest. Nor does he have any experience with anything like this.

"I am not drunk enough for this," he sighs, shaking his head. "Really would be easier with whiskey."