[Dixon takes time with his cards too, but it's less strategizing than trying to do two things at once, another one of those many skills he never totally got a handle on. He figures Shuichi's going to beat him. The kid seems quick, even underneath the pall. Did even when they first met.]

Some goth bitch cursing Impulse. You were out of it by then. I don't...

[he doesn't totally remember what happened either, truthfully. He was pretty shitfaced on magic at that point; everything's a bunch of individual images patched together with little throughline of context. He's pretty sure he punched a woman, but the more he thinks about it the less he's certain when in the whole scramble of events it was.]

You know how I said I was trying to babysit all you teenagers? Turns out I was really bad at that. So that's on me, not you.