[Well, here goes nothing. Gavial decides to take advantage of the way many of the eyes at the table shift to the man Yuri lightly chides and seizes the moment as an opening to go ahead and make a play at swapping one of her cards with the one she’d palmed at the end of the last hand.
Cheating was the spirit of the game they got conscripted into, right? It would be fine.
But Gavial’s never been anything resembling smooth or subtle in her life, and the flatly confident proclamation from Byleth grabs her attention in the midst of the act—slowing her down just enough that another player catches wind of her antics. There’s an accusatory Hey— issued, prompting her to slam her hand down over her cards and immediately glare at them. See? As smooth as a rocky shore.]
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Cheating was the spirit of the game they got conscripted into, right? It would be fine.
But Gavial’s never been anything resembling smooth or subtle in her life, and the flatly confident proclamation from Byleth grabs her attention in the midst of the act—slowing her down just enough that another player catches wind of her antics. There’s an accusatory Hey— issued, prompting her to slam her hand down over her cards and immediately glare at them. See? As smooth as a rocky shore.]
‘Hey’ what? You got something to say?