[ It's not an unexpected response. Hong Lu can learn how to play by example, so Yi Sang nods as his companion flops down next to him.
He goes quiet as he considers the different things he could tell Hong Lu. Eventually, he settles on some ideas and lifts his free hand, holding up his index finger. ]
I enjoy fireworks.
[ He holds two fingers up now. ]
I can fold paper into a variety of animals.
[ He holds up three fingers now. He hesitates. He breaks eye contact. His pulse thrums yet again against Hong Lu's palm. ]
I am not fond of cats.
[ Had he made this round too simple? Should the untruth have been the second statement, obscuring it between two true statements?
Yi Sang has never been a particularly good liar. ]
no subject
He goes quiet as he considers the different things he could tell Hong Lu. Eventually, he settles on some ideas and lifts his free hand, holding up his index finger. ]
I enjoy fireworks.
[ He holds two fingers up now. ]
I can fold paper into a variety of animals.
[ He holds up three fingers now. He hesitates. He breaks eye contact. His pulse thrums yet again against Hong Lu's palm. ]
I am not fond of cats.
[ Had he made this round too simple? Should the untruth have been the second statement, obscuring it between two true statements?
Yi Sang has never been a particularly good liar. ]