"Naturally, I wouldn't disagree with you there," Oliver said. "But I think as things stand, you soldiers have already put in work enough. You can stand to enjoy it."
"Ah, but we are enjoying it, my Lord," Jorah said. "Like you, however, we enjoy the winning most of all."
Oliver scratched his head. "It seems like my twisted personality has brushed off on you. Apologies."
In the short interlude between the end of Kaya and Jorah's round, and the beginning of the first of the Captain's bouts, the crowd stirred in a way that it hadn't since the entire tournament began. It was likely a mixture of expectation, along with the time of day. Already, the sun was beginning to push beyond noon, and the spectators and soldiers alike went looking for something to eat, forming massive crowds around the many food-bearing stalls that had been set up.
