[He would be absolutely glad to pretend it's not a thing. He had, after all, been handed his fortune for the last two years, before ending up back at zero here. It was totally different. Shut up?]

Well, they won't gamble with their own, so that's the only way to get on their same level. [He gestures with his cigarette at that, though the amusement on his face seems a bit stale.] I would suggest you steel your stomach. This is Hell, after all.