Calling it a talent is sort of a joke, to be honest.

[He crosses his arms over his chest now, sighing quietly.] But my talent is luck.

[Good luck. Bad luck. All sorts of luck. In equal measures. He's quiet a moment before speaking up once more.] And my luck is really a force of nature on its own, but something like that, you can't control or choose what it does. It just happens. [He's more pawn than player in that game.]