[there's a moment where Tycoon opens his mouth to say something (a crane, maybe) but stops because that doesn't feel quite right. Then he keeps hesitating because he wouldn't want to offend the other Dreamer by coming to the wrong conclusion]
I... Guess? [maybe he ought to try that again, with more confidence. Tycoon winces at how half-hearted that sounded, even to him]
I probably should be paying better attention, but on first glance... It's hard to tell.
[he's not going to mention being distracted wondering why the arbitrary abs painting on the bodysuit looked like they had more care put into them than the rest of the outfit...]
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I... Guess? [maybe he ought to try that again, with more confidence. Tycoon winces at how half-hearted that sounded, even to him]
I probably should be paying better attention, but on first glance... It's hard to tell.
[he's not going to mention being distracted wondering why the arbitrary abs painting on the bodysuit looked like they had more care put into them than the rest of the outfit...]