[much as he'd like to maintain that flawless poker face, something chips away at him -- something like guilt.
as annoying as ann could be, she had a good eye for good people. or ostensibly "good" people, in his case, even if he'd forever argue to the contrary. it distracts him from the game and from his initial goal of humiliating jun into submission. it feels like he has ann hanging over his shoulder now, shaking her head and saying c'mon, seto, be nice.
he refuses to be nice, but he does do something else. he adjusts his body language in such a way that makes his own hand obvious; as a result, he winds up losing the first bit of clothing, that being his own coat. he tempers his behavior in a similar way, sometimes folding when he shouldn't. purposely making bad plays, while staying in the game.
and while he makes it hard to tell, after those few rounds are over, jun may just notice that he is being protected by what is easily the best player at the table.]
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as annoying as ann could be, she had a good eye for good people. or ostensibly "good" people, in his case, even if he'd forever argue to the contrary. it distracts him from the game and from his initial goal of humiliating jun into submission. it feels like he has ann hanging over his shoulder now, shaking her head and saying c'mon, seto, be nice.
he refuses to be nice, but he does do something else. he adjusts his body language in such a way that makes his own hand obvious; as a result, he winds up losing the first bit of clothing, that being his own coat. he tempers his behavior in a similar way, sometimes folding when he shouldn't. purposely making bad plays, while staying in the game.
and while he makes it hard to tell, after those few rounds are over, jun may just notice that he is being protected by what is easily the best player at the table.]