"Y-Yeah, maybe! Maybe, I dunno... Y-Yeah," she stammered out, biting her lip nervously. That deck looked like an egg to her: precious, yet extremely fragile. One slip-up, one moment of weakness, one minor mistake, and its pristine state cracked beyond salvaging. Suddenly the stakes of this rental were through the roof, given how important Doku made this mission out to be. Then there was the offer of potentially helping her work out a deck like that: what was that about? She had Fluffals at the moment (minus this moment, of course, thanks to her deck box fiasco), plus Pendulums weren't really suited for the Silvolver house...

...Come to think of it, neither were Frightfurs. But questioning it probably wasn't so wise. Administration surely knew what they were doing when they placed her.

Well, this was an awkward silence. Despite being the fish out of water as a girl in the boys dormitory, Marcy felt more nervous about her borrowing of the Abyss Actors than the current situation. Practically darting for the door, she let out a nervous chuckle and gave Doku a small wave. "Okay, uh... Going now! Buh-bye! Happy, uh... happy trails? Wait, no, that doesn't work here- Um... Thanks? For, uh... Letting me borrow your super-important super-special deck tomorrow? And I'll, uh... Totally, a hundred-gazillion percent get it back to you in one piece! Yeah... That. 'Kay, bye!"

Practically slamming the door shut behind her, she leaned up against it with a shaky exhale. "Ah, shoot: I probably should have just bought some spare packs or something... Hoo boy. Don't mess this up, Marcy, don't mess this up at all! This is big. You got this... Maybe...?"