[Ryou opens his eyes, gives Atem a quick glance that's probably way more fond than it needs to be, and lasts a couple seconds longer than necessary at that...and then he turns his attention to his cup.
He lifts it up, glancing at his own roll. 2-2-5-6-5. It's not terrible! And now that they've both had a look, he bumps elbows with Atem gently to let him know that he's finished looking.]
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He lifts it up, glancing at his own roll. 2-2-5-6-5. It's not terrible! And now that they've both had a look, he bumps elbows with Atem gently to let him know that he's finished looking.]
You can call first.
[A smile. Go on, Atem. Let him see your play!]