Remy scrunched his face up slightly. "I could do without bein' confined ta da grounds. But ain't bad - I certainly coulda wound up worse." Wasn't that an understatement? "Could do with some warmer weather. Ain't used ta all dis northern stuff." Remy was more familiar with the muggy heat of New Orleans - this dry cold was wrecking havoc on his nose. Not that his nose wasn't already in a bad way anyway.
He finally stopped shuffling, and pulled up a card. Two of spades. Technically. For most people it would probably be hard figuring out what the card was, since it looked more like a carnival snapshot than a proper playing card.