[There's another short frown. Everything just... weird about how the guy speaks. But then again, if there was any place for a weirdo to hang out, it would be this place: the shitty bar where people showed up to fight for cash and others bet on them.

So he just shrugs.]

Yeah, that's kinda the gist of it. [At least it seems the guy gets the point of the fighting.] I dunno if I got any insight, though....

[But still, he looks up at the two fighters gearing up- one wrapping their hands with athletic tape, the other still sporting bruising around an eye from earlier.] Could go either way, I guess. The smaller dude's scrappy, and if the other guy's eye is puffed up enough, he might be able to take advantage of a blind spot. But I've seen the other guy knock an asshole out with a good hook.

[Another pause, considering-] I dunno, think I'll put my money on the big dude this time.