Yeah, good luck. Still, he offers her an easy little grin.

"Guess the good ol' Drake luck's still going strong," he adds, only half feeling it. He still hasn't decided whether this experience in Exsilium was a lucky break or a life ruiner.

He's gotten what he's needed out of her though, so he'll change the subject to keep from driving her off. Shifting the weight in his arms again, he asks:

"You...taking these somewhere?"