Nemo sent his rifle to his inventory to free up his hands. He drew his revolver and began spinning it around by his finger, staring at the weapon as it twirled. [color=c0c0c0]"Maybe you're right, I am starting to have second thoughts."[/color] He replied. [color=c0c0c0]"I don't think you have anything of value to me to bet, nothing worth the risk of losing."[/color] Nemo scoffed, abruptly stopping the spin as he finished his sentence. [color=c0c0c0]"It's not like I have any need of money, there are no cliched chores I can pawn off on you either. What do you have to offer? And what do you want if you win?"[/color]