Really, that was tip of the iceberg to his tale, though he would only elaborate if the lady wished him to. Were it to be a story, he'd a feeling the prologue would take five hours by itself. No one would wish to sit through that, even though it was a well known fact that, if prompted to speak of himself, Luxord could go on forever.

So he simply nodded. "True, I have lost my heart. It may also be true that I may never regain it, as our group had been foiled, both by traitors and a certain outside influence. Yet I am still here through Lady Luck's blessings." He pulled half of the cards from his sleeves and began shuffling them back and forth, more out of habit than for show. "Should I not make the best of it?"

There was one thing to arouse his curiosity, however. As stated before, he never much believed in gods, so the idea that he might have actually met one... Well. "What exactly is it that you do? Does it truly involve scythes?"