[ Solid reasoning, down to the condescending conclusion. Dio's hand stays at the tail end of the little local's back, then starts back up, meticulously doting.

No, he can't fault this logic. ]

I have not been dishonest.

[ An empty correction, but as casual observations go. There has not been a single instance of lying involved tonight. Therefore.

He hums a little, seemingly entertaining either some strange new notion or the burning need to revisit one of the creatures' songs. Off-key again. Well, that can't be helped. ]

Those sounds like woooonderful... wager odds! Two to one, two to one. I'll take them. A joke we both like, in a week's time. Done!