[ his gaze is locked on Emet's lips for a few more moments before he looks at his eyes ]

I don't care about the game. Originally I wasn't going to bother with most of that card, the fact I ended up filling a fair deal of it has been entirely on accident.

If I had to state a goal, right now—

[ he brings a hand to Emet's shoulder while the other drops down to his chest, grabbing on his tie after and pulling on it lightly, like he's done before ]

I suppose it would be to keep you for myself, and take everything you have to offer. You have no idea how much I struggled to stop myself from draining you right then and there.