He laughed at the face she made, and nodded. "Yeah, definitely. Good sportsmanship's what keeps us going."

When she tweaked his nose, he reached over and tapped her on her own. "Eh, I'm just lucky I guess." He looked down at the words and sighed in remembrance. "Ah, yes. Facilis descensus Averni. I remember Vergil." He gave her a little rueful smile. "He's not so bad, depending on which work you're reading."