Deston noticed the little scene across from him and chuckled lightly. He was looking around the room, no longer satisfied to listen to the people's stories and talk. He pulled out of one pocket a small coin. Taking it he spun the coin upon the table, it seemed to spin around obsticals in its way, and last an abnormal amount of time. He would say that it was pure talent but any who paid attention could tell it was clearly magic.<br/><br/>As soon as his brother saw what he was doing, he shot him a dirty look, and took the coin. He had no wish to tempt the Ritter Hex into reacting, no matter how innocent the magic. He would have a swift talk with his sibling after the dinner.<br/>Sighing Deston went back to studying the crowd wondering what it was he could do.