[ Now this time Jacob's luck is better. Much better. He hides it as best he can, glancing to the others and keeping his cards to himself. It's still possible they've got better, but not as likely. And he could always swap out one card, just to push his luck and see...
So he does, trading out that lowest card for something else, almost frightened to turn it over and see what he has but his luck seems to hold- he's improved his hand, just a little, but any improvement is to be celebrated.
Especially when Wei Wuxian shows his hand and opens up the vein again. Honestly, Jacob isn't squeamish and the sight of blood never bothered him, but this does make him feel unsettled. Thankfully, he's distracted by setting his own hand down, spreading them out. ]
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So he does, trading out that lowest card for something else, almost frightened to turn it over and see what he has but his luck seems to hold- he's improved his hand, just a little, but any improvement is to be celebrated.
Especially when Wei Wuxian shows his hand and opens up the vein again. Honestly, Jacob isn't squeamish and the sight of blood never bothered him, but this does make him feel unsettled. Thankfully, he's distracted by setting his own hand down, spreading them out. ]
Not bad, if I say so myself.