By "more difficult", I'm wagering the tables, right? Poker, Blackjack...
[ Both of which he's familiar with! Games that require a little more forward thinking than just pushing buttons on a screen or pulling a slot lever and watching and listening to the blinking lights and sounds. Although Weiss claims that she doesn't really know full specifics, he can only infer so much from her details as well. That and assumptions make an ass out of them both. What she does with her time in this place isn't any of his business. So whatever she has to do to make herself...comfortable? He doesn't know her well, but he'd trust that's on her.
That might be him soon, after all. Doing whatever he can to be comfortable.
Ragna notices how Weiss is busying herself with the various boxes and bags, opting for the latter since those aren't wrapped or knotted with satin ribbons. He never planned on opening or taking advantage of what was inside, what with his lack of trust in this place. That's right about the time that the tiny little Schnee flings the bag and its contents to the other end of the couch. ]
Huh? [ Aaand unfortunately for Weiss, the gift bag falls onto its side, lending to the black and red vibrators peeking out. He was offering the tofu when he catches them from the corner of his eye, muttering quietly, ] Hell are those?
[ "N- No, thank you!" And timely intervention on Weiss' part! Ahhh... it's probably some weird sex thing if she was reacting like that to it. Like he knows what the hell a vibrator is. Narrowing his gaze, he moves on when she reaches for the cream puff. Right. Right. Time to reel this conversation back in. ]
"Touch someone's knee"? [ That earns Weiss a lighter 'hmph' as he wears a little smile of amusement. ] Sorry to hear that. You must've felt so scandalized.
[ She's made him feel a little more optimistic now. ... Cautiously optimistic. ]
back to our regular scheduled peacockery
[ Both of which he's familiar with! Games that require a little more forward thinking than just pushing buttons on a screen or pulling a slot lever and watching and listening to the blinking lights and sounds. Although Weiss claims that she doesn't really know full specifics, he can only infer so much from her details as well. That and assumptions make an ass out of them both. What she does with her time in this place isn't any of his business. So whatever she has to do to make herself...comfortable? He doesn't know her well, but he'd trust that's on her.
That might be him soon, after all. Doing whatever he can to be comfortable.Ragna notices how Weiss is busying herself with the various boxes and bags, opting for the latter since those aren't wrapped or knotted with satin ribbons. He never planned on opening or taking advantage of what was inside, what with his lack of trust in this place. That's right about the time that the tiny little Schnee flings the bag and its contents to the other end of the couch. ]
Huh? [ Aaand unfortunately for Weiss, the gift bag falls onto its side, lending to the black and red vibrators peeking out. He was offering the tofu when he catches them from the corner of his eye, muttering quietly, ] Hell are those?
[ "N- No, thank you!" And timely intervention on Weiss' part! Ahhh... it's probably some weird sex thing if she was reacting like that to it. Like he knows what the hell a vibrator is. Narrowing his gaze, he moves on when she reaches for the cream puff. Right. Right. Time to reel this conversation back in. ]
"Touch someone's knee"? [ That earns Weiss a lighter 'hmph' as he wears a little smile of amusement. ] Sorry to hear that. You must've felt so scandalized.
[ She's made him feel a little more optimistic now. ... Cautiously optimistic. ]