Noble was focused on trying to track the conversation, and was eating his soup a little absently, not really registering any of it. He did not actually feel hungry, was the thing, and he was again thinking that maybe he ought to have excused himself before Lestrange arrived, except now it was too late. And maybe there was something wrong with him because Grace was talking about cards, willingly, to a human man? Except Mama and Ford seemed aware of it, so that was real, too.

"Grace, do you have a favorite card game?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow at her because he genuinely didn't know. This was the sort of thing it would have made sense for Lestrange to ask, maybe — but Noble was worried that if he didn't interject better he was going to lose the plot a bit. So. Cards it was.

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