"Well, find me some sturdy paper and something to color the pieces and when I find another free moment I'll make a board for you," he said with a glance at him. Dorian would be glad to pass on something of his homeland.

He lets the tea sit at his elbow while he thinks about his move and only picks it up when he's satisfied with his answer in response to Cullen's more cautious play.

"Are you going to silently stare at me this whole game? It could give a man a complex."