He if was going to admit to it, he would admit that there was a part of him that had wanted to examine the game more. If Inigo hadn't have startled him, he might have sat down on his own to look it over in more detail. But having been found out, pride flared up and stopped him. Or at the very least made him throw out some token resistance...

But Inigo didn't need to know that he had actually wanted to see more of the game...

This world was so strange. There were so many peculiar things on board this train that Gerome sometimes struggled to keep it all straight in his mind.

The masked teen sniffed and stepped past Inigo, ignoring his dramatics, and went straight back to the chair and dropped himself down again. Once more crossing his arms. He was not going to make any of this easy at all, was he?