"I've been self improving." Alex stared at his hands and anchored himself there. The pattern of clubs on his first card. The royal figure on his last card. The inside of his covers as lay tangled in them at night, eyes wide. Without batting an eye Alex tossed down his hand, a full house, tens full of kings. "I think this is a better hand, since it's basically two hands in one." Alex glanced up to Three and smiled slyly.
Without even knowing it Alex had been preparing himself for this game for years. Carefully masking his feelings, letting others see what he wanted. Only Thirteen was a problem, his everyday poker face was like a great window to her. She saw right through him. Suddenly with a bit of a start he realised something.
"Oh no.. she could have felt and seen.. Everything about my past. God dammit. I don't want to talk about this and I don't want her talking about it."
Alex coughed softly and looked back up to Three, quietly hoping he wasn't as attentive and perceptive as some others. "So yeah, just spending time on my own, honing my skills and such.