[ a noncommital shrug. neuvillette looks surprised, so perhaps he really was well-meaning. still, that does not mean she can let down her guard just yet. ]

Well, I lost. The rules clearly state that I'll have to give up a certain sum of chips to the victor. Yet you still gave back half of that.

[ she leans forward, placing her chin on an open palm as she keeps her gaze on him. she doesn't sound too accusatory, but rather curious more than anything. ]

Most people wouldn't normally go that far, especially for someone who they just met.

[ at least, most people in the City wouldn't. showing kindness like that can only lead to being taken advantaged of or even killed for their naivete, as ishmael had learned the hard way. once again she is all alone in her skiff in the middle of the unfamiliar sea, surrounded by marine life that can and will end her if she's not careful, no matter how docile they appear.]