Faye snorted, imagining the difficulty in pulling together a group that genuinely wanted to play with her. While she'd been pleasant enough on the island, Faye was as Faye was, and she hadn't really gone out of her way to make friends with the majority of the people on the island, many of them far too pleasant for her taste. Faye only felt at home while caught in some type of struggle, it seemed. If nothing else, a battle of the wits.

Still, it was a nice thought.

"Maybe," she conceded. "Maybe that'd be nice. Provided people don't mind deliberately losing to yours truly. Or taking a several month raincheck for any favors I owe."