Some people have an identity.
Despite having entered with a high level of suspicion, Thal found herself looking for truths within the fortune. She certainly had work to do on herself, even if she didn't quite agree with the assessment of what; however, Thal couldn't argue that she was quick to be decisive. Hadn't that been one of the reasons her and Maea had fought? Did she need to take more time to consider others?
Whatever it meant, she felt that the reading had come to an overall positive end. And perhaps things would work out just as the woman said. Which she tried to keep that in mind as she sighed, more tired than when she'd entered. "I see." Not that seeing meant she really understood. It seemed to her that she had much more to process in the coming weeks.
Thal rose from her seat, pulling a few coins from seemingly nowhere. As she set them on the table, her voice was gentle, bravado melting into sincerity, no matter how uncertain. "Thank you." The following dip of her head might be enough for the seer to recognize the blue eyes hiding beneath, but the softness in them would be unfamiliar, a new feeling of vulnerability that Thal chose not to push aside.
Whatever it meant, she felt that the reading had come to an overall positive end. And perhaps things would work out just as the woman said. Which she tried to keep that in mind as she sighed, more tired than when she'd entered. "I see." Not that seeing meant she really understood. It seemed to her that she had much more to process in the coming weeks.
Thal rose from her seat, pulling a few coins from seemingly nowhere. As she set them on the table, her voice was gentle, bravado melting into sincerity, no matter how uncertain. "Thank you." The following dip of her head might be enough for the seer to recognize the blue eyes hiding beneath, but the softness in them would be unfamiliar, a new feeling of vulnerability that Thal chose not to push aside.
I have an alibi.
I have a shadow self.
I have a shadow self.
Thalassa
