[Xiao Xingchen turns to face his companion. Faintly, he notices his head feeling a bit heavier, but pays it little mind at the moment.]
Is that something that you'd like?
[He reaches towards his sleeve, almost on instinct, before more hesitantly tugs the fabric.]
Ah... I don't remember how much I have. But it surely must be more than that.
[While the resort has added to his chips a few times and he has done his best to live a life free of excess, he didn't check how much it had all too often. Besides that, he has fallen into a mood to spend his money with less care than he ordinarily would.]
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Is that something that you'd like?
[He reaches towards his sleeve, almost on instinct, before more hesitantly tugs the fabric.]
Ah... I don't remember how much I have. But it surely must be more than that.
[While the resort has added to his chips a few times and he has done his best to live a life free of excess, he didn't check how much it had all too often. Besides that, he has fallen into a mood to spend his money with less care than he ordinarily would.]