Instinctively the noise caused Mulan's hand to reach for her side. But there was no sword there, nor was there a need for one. It was a split second reaction that she quickly relaxed back to her former position. A heart, of course it would be a heart.
Picking it up, Mulan held it up as she looked at both sides of the card. "This is unintentionally ironic." she observed. Her adventures back home before being brought here, so many of them seemed to revolve around hearts. Even if they were not this silly shape she was starting to get used to.
"I might." she looked back over at him. "I might not know it by that name though. I haven't played since coming to this land. I have been learning a game of tiles from my employers."