[ A hum dances in his chest, a light enough sound that it tapers off into an easy laugh once the dice reveal their task. ]

That's just the nature of gambling, wouldn't you say? Generally speaking.

[ Not that they've had a lot of choice in the matter, and he is sympathetic to that. Not everyone is capable of stepping in and out of their own skin to play the game like he has, not everyone's boundaries are so malleable. Kizuna thinks of Maya, and how he'd likely also hate it, lash out. Some people are just meant to stand firm, even if paints them in an unkind light.

Kizuna scoots his chair out some, smiling as he lifts both his hands to tuck the curls of his bangs back behind his ears. Bite ear... seems simple enough. Not gross. Innocuous, even, in a place that showers them in sex toys. Gold chains shift and twinkle as he moves. ]

Now, you get to choose. Here, [ He taps his unadorned right ear with a shift of his head. ] or here.

[ His left lobe is pierced when he turns the opposite way, the thick silver hoop catching the light. ]