[Oh, well. She'd needed to do this anyway, and it's not as if he'll never forgive her for it.
. . . probably.
With surprising grace Rosalind's hand darts forward, her fingers slipping around the card and tugging it neatly out of his hand. She takes a step back as she does, ensuring he won't be able to snatch it back immediately, and glances down at it.]
no subject
. . . probably.
With surprising grace Rosalind's hand darts forward, her fingers slipping around the card and tugging it neatly out of his hand. She takes a step back as she does, ensuring he won't be able to snatch it back immediately, and glances down at it.]
That's not a very detailed answer, Kaiba.