"Yeah, okay..." Kota taps the information into his everything and sends the photographer a message. "I dunno how good he is at staying on top of his pings though."

"Pings?"

"Messages and stuff."

"Oh, okay."

"Want to play something while we wait?"

"Yeah!" Maybe Fika will like this card game.

Fika is confused why Kota isn't playing very well at this game?

"I think maybe you drew really good cards this round."

"Oh, okay."

Fika plays another rounds and hopes to draw worse cards so it's more of a chall-enge. 

Kota remains worse at the game than her, though not always that dramatically.

"I think that's not a very good move right there?"

"Yeah it is, I want the seven!"

"But it's really hard for you to get seven and the five is right there, I think?"

"The seven is better though."

"But very risky seven isn't better than def-ini-tly getting a five, am pretty sure?"

"Do you not wanna play this game?"

"No? I don't know."

"I'm sorta confused is all."

Kota bids for the seven.

Fika wins the game again, though she feels weird about it.

After that Kota wants to play with his stuffed animals. They are having a picnic.

Okay then! Fika will play with Kota's stuffed animals she guesses. She is still confused about the game but can tell Kota doesn't want to talk about it.

"Why're the animals not-real?"

"'Cause they're toys not pets."

Something 'bout this is confusing Fika but she doesn't know why...

"Why'd you have so many of them?"

"- this isn't many! I left most of them home when we moved 'cause we had to fit everything in our cargo allowance."

"That's so many!"

"Most Amaliens don't have that many different special things. Would be too hard to keep them all okay at once."

"Would it? I just leave them in my room... you could have a house to keep them in so they wouldn't get rained on or anything."