There's only a one in six chance you'll die. Well. One in three since there's two of us. [He returns the gun to its holster.] But I don't blame you. Last time I played that game you got your eye shot out.

[He leans back, one arm on the back of the couch and stares at the ceiling.] How did you find this place anyway? Luck?

[He shouldn't be so relaxed but there's little point in trying to start a fight with this man. For now anyway. He doesn't want to count a CQC session out some time in the future of course.]