"A great heater?" He raised an eyebrow at that, and in the back of his mind, noted that his earlier suspicion had now been confirmed by her desire to have a heater of some kind. That aside, however, he was more concerned with the fact that she had laid out something such as that, and now it was his turn to lay down his own hand and take the prize. Whatever the prize in this case was, anyway - victory most likely.

... When had he switched from Duel Monster analogies to poker ones? Lack of dueling was really getting to his head, wasn't it?

"Is that all I am?" Johan continued, waggling his eyebrows and pushing out his just a lip, to offer the best teasing-slash-hurt expression he could muster. Blinking a little, as if trying to fight off tears, he shook his head and looked away - of course, looking away as he was, he made no move to separate from her. Now that would be just silly. "At least... I have some use to you...!!"