[ah, right. the question that prompted him to remember this game in the first place. the moment when he switches from contemplating his next turn--deciding whether he's going to go after further information about his first question or ask one of the many others he has lined up in his head--to dwelling on the question asked to him is quite clear. whether he's going to tell the truth or lie with his answer, the frown is honest.]

Ah... my family takes their business very seriously, and my siblings and I were all drafted into it by the misfortune of our birth.

[he sighs. the whole thing is such a tragedy.]

Notary scribe, I'm sorry to say. Terribly boring business.