[Conversely, Pegasus understood people too well, had seen thousands upon thousands of people laid bare, and most of the time, what he'd seen hadn't been the kind of thing that would inspire fondness. When you dug in deep enough, everyone was hiding some kind of rot.

He frowns at the mention of choice, or the lack thereof. Hard not to realise that after the events of tonight, but he decides not to comment on it.]

As good as playing a card game? Impossible. [He chuckles and ghosts his nails over Seto's scalp.] I suppose that's a good enough reason. Though, personally, I'd favour more substance to forays into intimacy.

[He is a romantic. Of course he does.]