He laughed softly, shaking his head, "Which was rather the point, can't get counterfits into play if you don't lose them." It was a hobby of his, really, counterfitting chips just to see how far they could spread. It was something he'd done even before he'd gotten into dream-forging. He shook his head then, "Didn't get a chance to watch that set, more's the pity." A one-shouldered shrug then, "Ah well, just have to try again sometime."

It was strange to him how comfortable things were at the moment, and mostly it was strange because it wasn't. It was almost like nothing had changed, even though he knew full well that everything had.