"For some reason, I doubt you'd be any less competitive with those sports," Urd's voice came from behind Genie. She was floating a bit above the ground, bag slung over her shoulder. Apparently, she'd abandoned her cart for the ease of flying around on her own. She cast him a bemused look, taking in his scowl and sulking posture.

"Genie..." she began cautiously, the amusement in her voice less obvious, though still present. "Why don't you relax a bit? There are still a ton of holes left. Who knows what'll happen?"