Was it? [He scratches his head. Seems to him that anything here that looked weird would naturally taste a little weird, it's whether that weirdness is good that's the problem... But Judai isn't one to pry when it isn't immediately pressing, and this would feel like kind of a silly thing to get stuck on, especially since Judai knows what Eiji's Talent is, so he refrains from further comment.]
Tournament? Ah—no, actually. [There's a brief, uncomfortable pause as a frown crosses his face.]
[Then the grin comes back.] Heh, what about you? Your Talent doesn't seem, uh...competitive...?
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Tournament? Ah—no, actually. [There's a brief, uncomfortable pause as a frown crosses his face.]
[Then the grin comes back.] Heh, what about you? Your Talent doesn't seem, uh...competitive...?