Credit was really not necessary but he wasn't one to refuse it when it was freely given. It was funny how the boy-ish looking ancient being always and unfailingly added a touch of lightness to the air when he was around - a little like his father, Seth mused, but without the undercurrent of violence. Not that Zeus had ever been anything but gracious and good company, and Gambling appreciated it, but, nevertheless, there was the ever present promise of violence - which was also appreciated.
"Oh, I suppose someone is flexing their muscles. Whether they're doing it consciously or unconsciously is hard to tell, but it's enough to put me on the other side of chance." He took a sip from his glass and chuckled. "The one I usually wave at, you see? It's different but not annoying. Sort of refreshing actually and I intend to enjoy it while it lasts. Is Red not with you?" he asked even though he knew Frankie was nowhere around. She was not exactly the quiet wallflower type, but maybe she would join Caerus later.