[Gilles is confident that he could win a number of competitions against William Twining.]
I have excellent stories. You're jealous, I know. And isn't this a game?
[In any case, Gilles isn't taking whatever-this-is very seriously.]
Other demons? Not that I know of. If so, they're keeping out of sight, which is very dull of them. You can can come out now, if you're here!
[He pauses, but no, nothing.]
In a proper game, there should be a fight. But you're not much of a challenge. Unless—
[Gilles, not worried about not knowing how to deal with William, leans forward and taps on his chest, as if knocking on a door. Cupping a hand to his face, he calls out, as if calling down into a well.]
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I have excellent stories. You're jealous, I know. And isn't this a game?
[In any case, Gilles isn't taking whatever-this-is very seriously.]
Other demons? Not that I know of. If so, they're keeping out of sight, which is very dull of them. You can can come out now, if you're here!
[He pauses, but no, nothing.]
In a proper game, there should be a fight. But you're not much of a challenge. Unless—
[Gilles, not worried about not knowing how to deal with William, leans forward and taps on his chest, as if knocking on a door. Cupping a hand to his face, he calls out, as if calling down into a well.]
Hello? Are you in there, darling?