His eyes, already focused on nothing but her, soften visibly. For the first time since he got here, he doesn't even care about money. What are they going to do: kill him again? Throw him out? If that fund Moiraine told him about doesn't cover things, he'll pay off his debt by playing sax or mixing drinks or waiting tables or something.
"I decided no matter what it costs, you're worth it." That might seem a little naïve, but it's the truth: there's nothing she can demand of him -- nothing he can offer -- that doesn't leave him feeling like it's absolutely worth whatever price he has to pay. Even back on Callisto when she overheard Vicious's message and came at him with her gun literally drawn, that was okay. That too was a price he was willing to pay, and it seems to have worked out to both his relief and his advantage even if reaping the rewards took a really long time. If he were a mathematician he might devise a formula having to do with benefits garnered versus time accrued and spent, but he could care less about that kind of thing. Money's always flowed right through his fingers, burned the proverbial hole in his pocket. Why should it be any different now?
Even if Vicious had given him the equivalent of W225,000,000 in Titan opal, he would have frittered his cut away. Once his bounty expired, he'd have blown it all going back to Titan for purely sentimental reasons. It isn't like there was anything there for him.
But there is here, and part of him just couldn't be more delighted. So before Faye can take up the champagne bottle it's in his hands and he's tippling the rest of it into her glass. Even if she drinks the entirety of the next bottle he's ordered too, she'll still beat his pants off at poker.
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"I decided no matter what it costs, you're worth it." That might seem a little naïve, but it's the truth: there's nothing she can demand of him -- nothing he can offer -- that doesn't leave him feeling like it's absolutely worth whatever price he has to pay. Even back on Callisto when she overheard Vicious's message and came at him with her gun literally drawn, that was okay. That too was a price he was willing to pay, and it seems to have worked out to both his relief and his advantage even if reaping the rewards took a really long time. If he were a mathematician he might devise a formula having to do with benefits garnered versus time accrued and spent, but he could care less about that kind of thing. Money's always flowed right through his fingers, burned the proverbial hole in his pocket. Why should it be any different now?
Even if Vicious had given him the equivalent of
W225,000,000 in Titan opal, he would have frittered his cut away. Once his bounty expired, he'd have blown it all going back to Titan for purely sentimental reasons. It isn't like there was anything there for him.But there is here, and part of him just couldn't be more delighted. So before Faye can take up the champagne bottle it's in his hands and he's tippling the rest of it into her glass. Even if she drinks the entirety of the next bottle he's ordered too, she'll still beat his pants off at poker.
In fact, he's counting on it.