Robert's even had a few opportunities to practice. He's still far from his prime, but he's also far from most men his age. He's taken care of himself as best he can, here, and it's clear by the strength in his grip that if he wanted...

He smiles humorlessly, gives a final shove, and then takes a step back.

"Good." He should probably feel less satisfied than he does, but...he never claimed to be a saint. And if he takes pleasure in Krei's fear, it's only because he knows that it means Krei won't forget this easily. "Now, give me the cards - I'll get more use out of them than you will."

Plastic's in rare supply, here; it might just be worth what he 'spent'.