Machi looks behind him, just a glance. His finned ears stick out through his blonde hair, but there's no visible change in expression that can be seen. Not with the sunglasses, anyway.

He turns back to Roman.

"Okay." Fine. "Give me thing."

He gestures at the darts, having no actual correct word for the object.

"I try game. If lose, I leave. If win...." Actually, what does he want? Not a stuffed bear, that's for sure.