[ The unexpected praise leaves her grinning, a surprised laugh escaping her before she reaches out to take his arm, waiting to settle against his side until after he pockets his tickets. ]
[ Naturally, she has never seen an air hockey table before, but some things – two goals at opposite ends of an arcade-sized pitch – are a common set up for any game, regardless of universe. Nami figures it out quickly enough to laugh after Rinne lifts his hands from her eyes to reveal the surprise final round. ]
We defend our goals, right?
[ Nami's hand covers the pusher, experimentally guiding it around the table close to her goal after she takes her side. ]
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Come on then. Let's see what you have in mind.
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It's a secret~ Just follow my lead.
[It's not a big secret, not when it's so close but-- it's air hockey. He is leading her to the air hockey table.]
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We defend our goals, right?
[ Nami's hand covers the pusher, experimentally guiding it around the table close to her goal after she takes her side. ]
You're going down, Amagi.
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[Going down, is he?]
I like yer fightin' spirit. Ya better back it up, coz I ain't goin' easy.
[And he won't. The question is, who will win through sheer determination and not due to flying puck?]