"Anything and everything. A man like you... Fascinates me." Basia cooed, looking him over for the umpteenth time that night, a small smile pulling at the corners of her lips. "Kindness and courtesy... It is far from common here. A man with good breeding is almost a myth."
Seiryu made a little snort sound when he dared to look up at R'cai. He may have been taught respect and manners, but this man was still just a man. And a man after his sister. After Basia. It was his job to protect her from the scum of the earth, which he had come to terms with generally just being any man that lived or breathed.
Basia looked at Seiryu a moment, then pat his head. "Or... I could have fun with this. We could make it a game." she licked her lips, leaning closer, arm resting on the table. "I'll bet you I can figure out even your most minute detail of your life... All with a deck of cards."
[Seiryu - 8
Grimm - 8]