[ Considerations of cheating aside, Caleb doesn't really want to play. He feels like he's more than expended his limited tolerance for strangers and crowds for the day, but somewhere along the line Jester's wedged herself like a splinter into some faint part of Caleb that wants to please. Those impulses have almost entirely been reserved for Nott for quite some time, but he's found there's a little bit to go around. After a moment of very obvious hesitation, he reluctantly takes a seat between two foxes. ]
One round.
[ A stipulation that allows for escape. Frumpkin drops from his shoulders to his lap, warily eyeing the cards fluttering between Jester's fingers. ]
What are we playing?
[ This is a little bit of an attempt to make up for his earlier, blunt commentary. However, even as Caleb considers making himself a part of Jester's ruse, he is very aware that he isn't a very good candidate for it. Caleb's brand of con requires a completely different kind of distraction than Jester's employed to cheat at cards.
But he's already sat down. So they'll see how they go. ]
settles in casually
One round.
[ A stipulation that allows for escape. Frumpkin drops from his shoulders to his lap, warily eyeing the cards fluttering between Jester's fingers. ]
What are we playing?
[ This is a little bit of an attempt to make up for his earlier, blunt commentary. However, even as Caleb considers making himself a part of Jester's ruse, he is very aware that he isn't a very good candidate for it. Caleb's brand of con requires a completely different kind of distraction than Jester's employed to cheat at cards.
But he's already sat down. So they'll see how they go. ]