[Gavial is now turning to sit more fully on the table to watch as Byleth gets into his antics, heedless of the way her tail upsets the pile of chips placed up for bet.]

Wow, guess you gotta show ‘em how it’s done—

[Oh, she is definitely here to egg him on, but she cuts herself off abruptly when she realizes that two of the people in charge of making sure no one gets up to trouble in here—well-dressed and stern-faced—have stepped up behind him.]

Hah, I guess the ones running this place aren’t too keen on the idea, Byleth.

[She nods her head towards those two… and a moment later realizes that one of them is giving her a pointed stare between the table she’s seated on and back up to her face.]

Wait, seriously? [She taps her palm against the tabletop.] C’mon, this is nothing. Standard fare for a card game where I’m from.

[Girl, this is a fancy place with rules…]