[ A flash of a smirk crosses his face despite the acts they're both putting on here before it fades out to looking pensive. Claude lets more than a few beats go by just to further the illusion he's giving something deep thought. ]

I have always struggled with numbers.

[ A deeply facetious proclamation for the sole purpose of entertaining Sylvain since there's nothing believable about any of that combination of words coming out of his mouth, what with multitudes of evidence to prove otherwise. All of it helps serve as a cover for contemplating whether to pull upon the thread of something else offered to see what, if anything, it might unravel. After a sip of his drink, Claude decides to do just that. ]

Sounds a lot like you're expecting them not to match. Which makes me all the more curious about what it is you have in mind since you clearly have something leading up to four near misses.