Andi kept riffling the chips, her control returning.  She made sure her breathing was nice and even and could feel the warmth fade from her cheeks, though there was a warmth deeper within her that refused to go away.  She crossed her legs under the table, as if that would change anything.<br/><br/>She watched the wildcard come down on Cynthia's spot, and was glad she had folded.  She would feel uncomfortable passing on another wildcard while other people were using them, but even more uncomfortable to surrender such control to someone else.  Would Lucan have made her offer that up to Jim in Cynthia's absence?  She couldn't tell for now. She wondered if Cynthia would return.  Soon enough her stack would be exhausted anyway, particularly if another ante-doubling wildcard came along.