[ Sylvain's jaw drops open in mock outrage at this blatant display. Both the physical one and the complete disrespect for the sanctity of chess. Or something like that. ]

You cheater! How could you?

[ Actually, he's not really surprised at all, and the way a corner of his lips keeps trying to twitch into a grin should be proof enough of how amusing he finds the whole exchange.

He playfully narrows his gaze on the man across from him - still ogling him all the while, of course. ] Now you're just blatantly trying to get me naked. Are those the rules now? In that case...

[ He takes his knight, completely ignoring all rules of movement, and plops it down next to Claude's king. ]

Check.

[ That's absolutely not check. A knight can't do anything to a piece right beside it.

And he still hasn't shed his two articles of clothing. Although he does start glancing down at himself, trying to decide what to lose. ]