[The line of her mouth pulls sideways and her eyebrows flirt in the direction of her hairline, but she does hin the courtesy of not explicitly calling his bluff. That would be rude.
Instead, Wysteria takes a random blank page from the middle of her stack. She folds it in half once and then lays it open with the fold's crease exposed on the table.]
Lend me something from your pockets, if you please. Something with bulk if you have it.
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Instead, Wysteria takes a random blank page from the middle of her stack. She folds it in half once and then lays it open with the fold's crease exposed on the table.]
Lend me something from your pockets, if you please. Something with bulk if you have it.