"Sounds more like a private members club than a gang. White's for thieves." He cocks his head in curiosity, seeing that hint of yearning in Neal's expression. "Do you want to join?"

So long as a person isn't stealing from him or stealing world-ending alien technology, he's not too fussed about it. Any judgement he might have about it is from a low-simmering resentment of exclusive clubs in general--largely because in his experience they don't let people like him join--rather than the thieving aspect.

"I can see the appeal of proving to your peers you're one of the best."