"Right," Aktamun said despondently, looking at Kent's disappearing form. He frowned and scratched his forehead. He was not entirely sure why he suddenly felt so bad. It wasn't because he had fucked up - he was quite used to that feeling - but it was because he felt, for some odd reason, that he had just lost to Kent.
Damn it. Aktamun kicked the table, yelped and immediately regretted it.