( By the time Esikko speaks again, they're already out of the Roost, and his steps are quick. Reaching over, he aims to snatch the journal right back, desperate to flip through it— but in private. Kirma's room. )
I'm terrible at these stupid games, which is why I've been trying to practice. And what if you hadn't had your luck for one turn? Do you think it's cute to throw something this valuable across the table in a bet?
( Scold scold scold...
But. After a moment, and a particularly rough sigh, he lowers his voice. )
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( By the time Esikko speaks again, they're already out of the Roost, and his steps are quick. Reaching over, he aims to snatch the journal right back, desperate to flip through it— but in private. Kirma's room. )
I'm terrible at these stupid games, which is why I've been trying to practice. And what if you hadn't had your luck for one turn? Do you think it's cute to throw something this valuable across the table in a bet?
( Scold scold scold...
But. After a moment, and a particularly rough sigh, he lowers his voice. )
...How did you get this?