[ It's been a while since he played really but he finds that it's like riding a bike: you never really forget as your body remembers and soon enough, old strategies are coming to mind. He only turns to the pieces after Ciel's spoken, however. It's clear he's listening. That half smirk should be indication enough. ]

As you find my choice responsible, I find yours rather admirable.

[ He sets down another piece with a definite click. Time to bring in the big guns. No more toying with his prey. ]

Then you understand why I've chosen to continue my practice. We aren't too far apart, you and I. In fact, if I may be so bold to insinuate... there seems to be quite a bit of similarity between us.