They could get into how being trapped in one place, even a supposed supernatural resort, could wear on one's psyche some other time. Vil remained focused on explaining what he could without getting dragged into detailing the whole resort; at the very least, sticking with Chika meant he wasn't getting pulled into degrading things before any other Wildcards.

"I suppose you could eventually spend your time buying broken things cheap so you can fix them yourself. There's probably some sort of store like that somewhere around here." It could probably be another way to handle trading, which was another thing to detail.

"You can trade chips. Sometimes the House or other gamblers will wage item or clothing vouchers, so trading isn't just done in sex and chips." He looked to the ceiling for a moment, shaking his head as he tried to think of all the different casino games he had played since arriving. "The casino is huge, so I imagine anything that you can think of can be played there. Slots, roulette, poker, blackjack... If you're easily influenced by the hype of other players around you, I'd avoid the high stakes tables."

He wasn't usually so thorough in warning a newcomer, but Chika's level of sincerity made him just a little worried, age be damned. He didn't want to steer him wrong.