The atmosphere returned to normal when his Grandfather got back. The man had put on a brave face for over 15 years, his earlier slip was likely because it had been so long since he'd talked about it.
Ken didn't press the issue, he could feel that the man was still hurt.
The chess match went as expected, he lost miserably. Ken knew the basics of chess, but had never actively studied the openings or such in his lifetime.
"You make some daring moves, Ken. But your follow ups are a little passive." His Grandfather said, stroking his chin in thought.
Ken scratched his head a little in embarrassment, "Sorry, I'm a complete newbie in chess. I learned the rules, but this is probably only my 3rd ever game."
"Huh? Really?" Mark's jaw lowered slowly in shock.
"Yes. This is why I stick to baseball." He replied with a small chuckle.
"R-Right…"