The game is something

He felt a tad excited as Valentine told him he could start hunts as he pleased. It sounded fairly exciting. Maybe he’d do a few on his own first though, just to make sure his skills were sharp; he wouldn’t want to embarrass himself, of course.

He studied Valentine with a look of impish interest, his head tilted slightly and the faintest of simpers tweaking his lips upward. ”Hmm,” he murmured softly. He supposed there was lots to do as a leader – if you were a good one, that was. People to look after and protect, events to organize. It generally just seemed like a lot to keep track of. Nagendra decided at that moment that he had little interest in ever being a leader himself. He had never had any such particular aspirations, even as a young boy, but truly thinking about it brought about a solid decision. It sounded like too much. As he focused back on reality, jade eyes would trace the slight curve of Valentine’s lips. ”That’s good. Being stressed all the time is bad for your health, you know,” he said knowledgably, stepping a smidge closer and tipping his head down a little while looking at Valentine from beneath coy eyelids.