You'll see, one day! We'll get more than we owe, Flynn. [He looks forward to the idea, finding a treasure beyond belief and imagination, one that'll have them set for the rest of their lives-- like one of those stories about the kid always having it rough, but winning in the end. It is stupid, he'll agree, but it's a nice thought to have. Sully doesn't have to run from any of the damn debts he owes, Nate not needing Sully to bail him out when he's stuck in prison and Flynn... Whatever Flynn needs to pay off (probably a combination of Nate and Sully's dues, he figures).

For now however, the wounds are more important because damn it stings; the adrenaline is wearing off and though he's feeling the pain seep it, he knows it'll only get worse. His eyes go up to Flynn and he pulls his hand away, opting to hold onto his shirt.] I doubt it's broken, it's just... painful.

I'll be fine. [He waves the other off, glances to his own bag.] So-- you wanna see what we came here for?