He makes a face, shifting in his chair. "Wasn't no point in it. I helped my pa and the I left home and I could read cards. And I can read people. All I needed," he says, waving a hand, dismissing it as if it's nothing. "Never thought about needing it."

He falls quiet a minute though, biting at the inside of his lip. "I guess there's a point now. Everyone can, right? I think Vasquez can. Bet Bobo can," he says, rolling his eyes. He knows he's with Vasquez now, but it's still such a sore spot.