[ Dimitri lets out a heavy sigh at the hedgehog-man’s nonchalance. He can’t tell whether it had been a serious suggestion or not, the act of ripping flesh to find the life beneath. Normally he could shrug it off as a joke, but he’s recently had allies who valued life less- and the wound of betrayal is still fresh.

The fact the other isn’t commenting upon it, nor clarifying… not great. ]

No, honestly, I’m not. I just don’t know what would draw others here were it not the case. It could be they are relying on previous iterations of this gambling den’s reputations.

[ He knocks his knuckles against the table in thought. Should he continue this conversation? Dimitri isn’t exactly feeling inclined to continue speaking with the other, yet they were willing to talk with him despite him being a stranger. ]