Success provides a measure of security, for as long as it lasts.

[Kaz has built himself up and been broken back down more than once, he doesn’t trust any success to be a guarantee but rather something to constantly strive to maintain or rebuild in turn.]

I don’t really equate it though with deserving luxury. It has better uses in my mind.

[He doesn’t need luxury. In Kaz’s mind, crawling back from the grave and swindling himself a second shot at life has meant he owed it to Jordie to do something with his time. Pleasantries don’t fit into his mental schema for it, even if his brother might have wanted a nice, quiet life for him.]

Good, I’m glad I’m not dull. Better to be hated than forgotten and all - not that I think you hate me, either.

I’m sure some have tried.