"Don't say that." Keelan's expression twisted to seriousness, a hint of pain lurking in his golden eyes. Gambling... He had absolutely learned his lesson and knew the full extent of the consequences to his actions. If he could help it, which he was sure that he could, he wasn't about to make those mistakes again. Not when he knew it would cost him freedom. Especially if he knew it would cost them both freedom. Keelan had never been someone who would risk another person's safety for selfish gain. "Luck doesn't exist, only poor choices and good ones."

Despite his words, he was more than comfortable with Fae in his lap, shifting so that they could both relax freely. He even slid his arms around the other man easily, holding onto him with a light grip. And, perhaps, unabashedly his hands rested on his ass. Just because he wanted to.

"But if you're asking me what kind of choices I'll make, I hope good ones that benefit the both of us." Keelan tipped his head slightly to better look at Fae, his lips curving a fraction. It didn't slip his notice that Fae was asking him what he would do while escaping with a stranger. Though, admittedly, Fae had already started feeling less and less like a stranger before they even left the mansion.

Leaning forward a little, he placed his lips against Fae's throat, a gentle kiss before he trailed up to nibble on Fae's adam's apple. "I promise I won't be useless to you, though."