[ These cards were definitely more forgiving this time. Lyney has a lead, though — he’s pinpointing what could be possible and anticipating what card could flip next. It’s counting, it’s planning, it’s risk. Lynet is no stranger to those. ]

I bet she does. [ He says with a grumble, flipping the final card they can pull from. Another good one. A possibility for three if a kind or four or a kind. ] She has good taste in humans. I’m thankful to share the same features as my sweet Lynette — it gives me quite an advantage.

[ He beams for only a second. ]

If it’s true insolence, I’d be in my bunk by now. Yet here I am kneeled before you, Your Grace, utterly… destroying you in cards. Hm hm~!