[ Lavi weathers that look with the usual grin and shrug routine, as used to dealing with women (and men, really) quietly reeking of disapproval as he is to waking up on chessboards.
Which is to say both happen more than he'd like.
Sitting back down, the redhead stifles a yawn behind a long hand, shaking his head softly as he wears off the blurriness of sleep. He flips a small box beside the board open with a single digit, blearily peering into its depths while his other hand waves her forward. ]
Nah, c'mon. We can start when you're ready. Black or white?
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Which is to say both happen more than he'd like.
Sitting back down, the redhead stifles a yawn behind a long hand, shaking his head softly as he wears off the blurriness of sleep. He flips a small box beside the board open with a single digit, blearily peering into its depths while his other hand waves her forward. ]
Nah, c'mon. We can start when you're ready. Black or white?