[Her eyes narrow momentarily, and her lips tick in a more real smile at the protest. She elegantly tosses a chip forward between her two shortened claws. She would do the same, of course, but for vastly different reasons. And she has one more jab, if she can just nail the bluff-]

You are a mother hen, is what you are. I've never seen you so fussy as when your poor Ryou-dear is in trouble. If it wasn't for whatever is happening between you and Komaeda-san, I would think your relationship is far more than roommates.

[Because Komaeda and Atem kept staring at each other when they thought no one was looking. Even if Komaeda also had some weird shit happening with Lila who could do better that didn't mean he wasn't pining. The sulk he'd gone into before the joint-birthday party had given her plenty of ammo.

Her eyes are diverted toward her cards when Atem returns fire, mentioning her roommates. The rush of feeling when she even thinks about Mukuro brings an embarrassed push to her heartbeat. If he's hungry enough, he might sense the way the back of her neck has flushed, but her face stays carefully blank and empty.]

No, but I imagine my relationship with Mukuro is rather different, is it not? I am hardly so overprotective.