The vagueness is something he might expect, but it doesn't deter him from prying any more. There might have been a time when he would have though twice, been suspicious of Meyer's quiet and cold nature and what his capabilities might of been. It's no longer the case, thus he'll do and ask what he pleases with a relative amount of tact.

"Guess it depends on how you play ball."

He turns a corner, enjoying the cigarette despite the different flavor from his own brand. Not bad at all.

"I mean, it all looks a little pointless but just because nobody will remember any of it, it doesn't mean it didn't happen, right? People forget shit all the time no matter where they are. Doesn't mean it'll change anything."

There's a vague memory of Ruby, how she had mentioned something to both of them about knowing their names and of their futures...also vague, but encouraging all the same.