"Lord, I don't think y'all've got enough coffee for a hundred more rounds." Blythe is suddenly aware of how on edge he's been feeling these last couple days, and hearing Niko steadies him. If his belief is what's powering this whole operation, then he's gonna be believingest guy in town. "But I'll see what I can do on the other front." He places his other hand on top of the pile of hands. "If you ever get your hands back."