Witch returned the smile, trying not to let her disappointment show. "Right. 6."
She made herself not track the hand, not fixate on the handon gunin pocket. Instead, she was quiet a moment, as though considering how to answer the woman. Or wanting her to think that she was considering. Because of course in reality, she was coming up with something.
"The gaming community has a fairly strong presence. Word gets around." She kept her eyes on the woman's face, looking for how she took the answer.
Maybe it wasn't work that was distracting her in the office. Maybe it was a certain video game.