There was...a pause. Six was never a good number for Amaya in these things, and there was also the gelatin rather than liquid factor to consider, but she couldn't help really appreciating the boldness of Seivarden just one-upping her like that and the excitement of the challenge it held.

Without the summer activities, she really did have a competitive hole in her heart right now.

So her fist met the bar in acceptance of the terms. "You heard the Captain, Summer!" she said. To Summer, who was so much nicer to mod that Tino, and who was torn, between feeling like she should stop something like this from happening but also just feeling glad she wouldn't have a ton of leftover shots tonight. "Six each, line 'em up. You can give us the countdown, and keep an eye for who wins in case it's a close one."