[He absorbed everything, weighing whether or not those were interesting enough tasks. It sounded kinda boring to him. He did quirk a brow at one thing though.]
You gambled? [Thinking back on it he remembered seeing him out at the Devils Compass during the Strip Poker thing. He smirked.]
You sly dog~ [When the attention was turned to him he hesitated. To explain what he did with himself, his hobbies or what have you, would be to open up all that more to the man. He had before, on a much more personal scale and he DID trust him... what could it hurt?]
Mostly? Tried to survive. I roamed the streets back home, pick-pocketing, selling drugs, I gambled too. [In a lot of ways.]
I fought in an illegal underground ring most nights. Others I spent recovering. But whenever I had down time I would sometimes read, learn things, teach myself. I built an air racer from scratch and even got to compete here or there with it.
Now? [He shrugs.] I observe, heckle, teach myself piano, train and keep myself in shape, mostly. But I have caught a movie or something on occasion.