Gael was surprised at Angela's sudden gesture. She was inconsistent with her reactions—saying that she wasn't at all nervous, but then her hand was getting sweaty, grabbing his hand like she was asking for courage. She was taking this game all too seriously like she was afraid she would actually get killed.
'Don't worry, Sweetheart, you're not the one they're pointing,' he said in his thoughts. This woman had been acting so brave but quickly got nervous.
He could choose a different player to kill, but he didn't really care much that he would just follow what the others had chosen. And so when the other three mafias pointed at a male player, he would have pointed at him too—until this little woman next to him decided to get all anxious at the game.
Of course, he could use his left hand. But the movement would look so awkward because the right was his dominant hand—not that it mattered.
