Coraline pursed her lips, "Well... yes, but what's that have to do with anything?"
Tychon let out another frustrated sigh as he turned to his companion.
"Mister Lone, return to the room, if you would, and retrieve my puzzle box. I'd rather be vexed by an inanimate object than..."
The young master gestured to Mister Giorgio.
The elder Popoto stroked his neatly trimmed beard, "You must believe in the 'Heart of the Cards', Tychon, my boy."
"Ah... about that," Lone hesitated... before slowly baring his teeth in a grin, full of guilt.
Tychon stared at the ceiling before bringing his furious gaze back down.
" W h a t ? "
The boy nervously wrung his hands as if he were the smaller man... "I thought... you had the key? ...Sir?"
Tychon closed his eyes... his breathing slowed... and he physically trembled with rage.
