"Oh, it's mega dumb," Cater agrees, easily striking up a conversation with the boy that had spoken up. He shrugs, though, as he flips the card between his fingertips with the ease of someone who was used to handling playing cards. "Waste of time? Depends on who you're asking. It is, like, such a pain not having your own money. Sure, I can just ask my dominant to buy things for me when I need it, but when this city gives you even an inch of financial freedom? You take it."

Cater eyes him up, idly, and gives a slight smile as he tilts his head to the side. "If you're here, though, you're not totally writing it off, right?"