"Me?" She plays the mock-fool well, waving her hand,"Never. I'm not nearly that clever," she says it waggishly, her grin sly. That is, indeed, what she had been trying to do. Offer another way. Even one day less of gambling would be worth it, she thinks. Not that Pyrrha needs her help, she's sure.

"You'll have to let me know if it works," if her idea helps her gamble a little less. She'll consider it a win if it's even just an hour.

As the conversation continues, she hums in the back of her throat, leaning against the door as she watches the people past the darkened window, "I'unno. I'd think end of the world would make me want to be closer to the people I love. But I guess you guys were trying to save it, too. Not a lot of time for both those things."