[ Sylvain just clicks his tongue in disappointment, already shaking his head as Claude drops his sash onto the ground. Which doesn't make him twitch. Mostly. ]

Barely. I'd accuse you of cheating, but I expect you to be slippery about everything.

Besides. You have much easier ways of getting me naked than putting me through a chess match, you realize.

[ Even if this does add a fun new aspect to it. ]