"This isn't a card game," she countered flatly, which of course was technically true but maybe not figuratively, maybe not entirely. "And I didn't think we were competing about anything, worse or otherwise. Besides, you told me about nice things just now, even if you risked your life with the one about Mr. Gladio."

A beat. "I kinda don't get how being openly married is a secret, though." Wasn't that an oxymoron? "--Oh, but I'm not saying you have to talk about it. Since it's a secret."