[ Meanwhile, Claude's leaned back in his chair with one leg crossed over the other with one arm thrown over the chair's back. Completely casually and not on purpose, and definitely not as a way of conveniently stretching a little just to add to the view or entirely for Sylvain's benefit.

The game being tossed aside gets a chuckle from him since it'd certainly be a lie to say this wasn't being done entirely for that. Same for shifting slightly as if he suddenly feels the need to stretch. ]

Well, in that case. I take you won't mind if I do this.

[ Because this game is clearly Very Serious, and because Claude's not above cheating in more ways than just the carefully planned and less noticeable ones. This one, as he leans forward in his chair to peer at the board before looking up at Sylvain through his lashes with a smirk that says he knows exactly what he's doing, is blatant: without waiting for the other to take his move, Claude just moves his next one to capture another piece and sits back to twirl it through a couple fingers as deftly as any arrow. ]

Since it's my birthday and all, I think losing two items of clothing is only fair.