Jeff shrugs. "My aim's shit." Even with magic, there's only so much he can do to fix that, not without being totally obvious about it. "And I can't really sing and--" He mimes throwing a ball. "--at the same time." A beat. "Well, I can sing and throw at the same time, but it throws me off on both counts, plus it looks weird, you know? Suspicious."

At least, it would in his world. Bards, man. They've got a rep.

Not that Jeff's explained... any of this at all. Just roll with him, Shiroe, context be damned.

"But if you--" Fingergun! "--do the throwing, and I do the singing, we don't have to worry about rigged games."