[Her lips press together in a tight line as her expression falls, her stomach curdling at the explicit reminder of how the card game was ruined.
Despite herself, Caitlyn rather likes Sevika. The woman's the right hand of a criminal who's done nothing but evil, but she herself has proven honest and, oddly, in her way, honourable. And she has a fascinating breadth of knowledge about crime in the undercity that Caitlyn would love to hear more about. So Caitlyn offers:]
Perhaps we could try again. The two of us and... different friends? I could teach you to play whist.
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[Her lips press together in a tight line as her expression falls, her stomach curdling at the explicit reminder of how the card game was ruined.
Despite herself, Caitlyn rather likes Sevika. The woman's the right hand of a criminal who's done nothing but evil, but she herself has proven honest and, oddly, in her way, honourable. And she has a fascinating breadth of knowledge about crime in the undercity that Caitlyn would love to hear more about. So Caitlyn offers:]
Perhaps we could try again. The two of us and... different friends? I could teach you to play whist.