Guilian's face showed genuine mirth when Gabrielle made the chip disappear again, only to have it fall to the floor. He simply raised an eyebrow when she talked about practice. Before she could bend to pick it up, he summoned it wandlessly, the chip slowly rising and levitating until he grabbed it in the palm of his hand.
He just needed a little quiet time and space, he was feeling somewhat greedy, and he no longer wanted to share Gabrielle's presence with everyone else in the room. Just as they headed out, he took two glasses of champagne from the waiter who just happened to appear as he left (they thought of everything in this casino).
It was truly a beautiful summer night - clear skies, and the perfect romantic setting to be with any beautiful woman. Her presence seemed to be washing away all the dark thoughts - the worries and pain that had been consuming him for weeks now. He wanted to hang onto that for a while longer.
"But of course they would try their very best, wouldn't they? What was it about your grandfather that made her choose him? What quality did she see in him over other mere men?"