[That last idea has Oran blinking, and then exhaling slowly. He only shifts as a rather large crab comes scuttling in his direction... and then past, thankfully. No surprise battles today.]

Nobody's discussed that, the last one. As far as I know, nobody's filled their entire card in yet, though some may be close.

[He quirks a grin for that faint flush. Oran will refrain from mentioning that if he's measuring by square, his card is a pathetic contribution... but he's not, not really; he's been taking it slow because even some of the basics are new to him.]

You know, though it would be far easier if it were the former, I wouldn't mind the latter? The, um, party I attended the night before last wasn't as well populated as people seemed to suggest when they discussed completing a square that requires rather a lot more teamwork...

[But Oran digresses. He takes a pause in the conversation to scoop another crab, and then a second. He's not going to miss out on credits when they're usually a free out on otherwise difficult or embarrassing robot-related interactions. And, anyways, he's here to flirt and make Abel feel at ease, not drag him into anything to unprovable.]

Doesn't mean you can't ask around and make an informed decision, when you're ready.