[Matoba glances at the Watch face offered to him, his mouth in its neutral half-smirk unmoving, but his smugness isn't dimmed in the slightest, so it's clear that he's seen something he expected.]
Elusive Spades... [He hums thoughtfully, releasing Natori's wrist back to him and then opening a box of cookies. Oooh, toffee chip. There is no inch of the concern that clouds him visible on his face, now that he has seen that mark.] I wondered on which side you would fall. Now I have my answer.
[Not Clubs. Not conniving enough for that, naive Shuichi.]
[Matoba lets another pause of quiet pass, considering how much he should say. Then he picks up that box of cookies and finally stands, smoothing out his haori with a flick of wrist and tucking the box under his arm. He nods his chin towards Natori's doorway.]
No. Inside.
[You have warded your room already, right, Natori...?]
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Elusive Spades... [He hums thoughtfully, releasing Natori's wrist back to him and then opening a box of cookies. Oooh, toffee chip. There is no inch of the concern that clouds him visible on his face, now that he has seen that mark.] I wondered on which side you would fall. Now I have my answer.
[Not Clubs. Not conniving enough for that, naive Shuichi.]
[Matoba lets another pause of quiet pass, considering how much he should say. Then he picks up that box of cookies and finally stands, smoothing out his haori with a flick of wrist and tucking the box under his arm. He nods his chin towards Natori's doorway.]
No. Inside.
[You have warded your room already, right, Natori...?]