[If Athrun hadn't been talked into bidding on Nora, he could still make another bid. As it was, though, this is as far as he can go.
He fixes a scrutinizing gaze on Fai. His right hand curls into a fist, and he puts it in his lap. Wait, this was Everglade's Guardian, right? He has mixed thoughts about that.
Still, it's out of his hands. He can't bid any higher. And he's unhappy.]
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[If Athrun hadn't been talked into bidding on Nora, he could still make another bid. As it was, though, this is as far as he can go.
He fixes a scrutinizing gaze on Fai. His right hand curls into a fist, and he puts it in his lap. Wait, this was Everglade's Guardian, right? He has mixed thoughts about that.
Still, it's out of his hands. He can't bid any higher. And he's unhappy.]