"Yeah? Make sure you hang on to that blood." Victor put a hand on Roman's shoulder, turned now to look right at him. "Keep it where it belongs."

Honestly, he wasn't sure what he valued the guy's odds at. Those ambitions and that lack of observational skill? Maybe when he was sober, but who knew? "Who do you want, then?" He made a broad gesture with his free hand that might as well encompass the entire place. "Who are you going to get to submit to you, Roman? Who are you gonna lead?"