❝ Shadow and light are two sides of the same coin, one cannot exist without the other.❞
As some would say — truer words could not have been spoken. Humanity itself could not have good without evil. Happiness without sadness is hollow; joy without sorrow is empty. Who would have thought Setzer, or all people, could come up with something so remotely thoughtful, after all the liquor he has ingested? Surprise would have been written all over the treasure hunters face, had his current grin not beat it.
Gloved fingers lightly brush against the bottom of his glass. His glass is half full; clear glass tainted with red wine, much like the figurative coin the gambler speaks of. He nods, before taking a gulp. A slight grimace is shown, as Setzer’s taste in wine is a bit rich for his liking.
"—You read that in a book or something?" His voice low, in accompaniment with the clink of the glass being set upon the table. Jokes aside, Setzer’s words are exactly what Locke needs to hear.