[ A fluke? She would wonder on that internal thought. Very rarely does Lunafreya simply meet someone without meeting to for some reason or another. Even if this meeting is simply because of this conversation? Then that is what it is meant for. Aid for a person hardly needs to be something that is apparent. She has gone to heal those in need, to help in natural disasters, and sometimes all someone needs is one to listen to their struggles. ]

I see... rivals until the end? [ Her expression eases into a smile then. Of course, she has no idea how apt of a description she has given. ] How long have you been playing this game?

[ Serious regardless of the game's origins? Lunafreya admits to herself that she is unable to fully relate to it. Her calling is so much grander than what some might call a hobby... but then, so many people involve their lives into this game. It is to the point where an entire city hardly minds becoming a battleground, and more than willingly accommodates those who participate. Perhaps he is in that group of people. If had it had just been a card game, he would be a professional at it and strive to play it no matter what. It seems like a much simpler life than the one he is given.

The thin chains on her armlets shuffle against the counter as she worries her fingers together. Her gaze drops as she ponders their entire conversation over thus far. Once or twice her eyes drift to the window to look outside at the quiet city.

Seto Kaiba. She makes a note to meet with him. While she highly doubts such a confrontation would go well, it should be done regardless. She has enough connections to be able to have a meeting with the man that runs the tournament. If he'd see her at all is something else. Her family name is enough to have political weight behind it. Something like this with one who refuses to believe something? That is another beast entirely. ]

And you will be able to contend at such a high level with little sleep?