everything has its wonders
It's a different kind of magic to the sort he's become used to; no fireballs or supernovas, no healing waters or phoenix flight. And yet Ronin is transfixed, the Star leaning forward as if trying to see the fortune that Mildew draws out of her cards, his blue eyes soft, expression boyish. "And I was thinking it would be all doom and gloom," he admits with a smile, glancing up at the woman opposite him and shifting a bit closer to look at the cards as she passes them his way.
"Are you sure those cards aren't all very complimentary?" He grins. "I don't think I have been flattered quite so much in a while. Not that I don't appreciate it." Perhaps he has Safrin to thank for his fortune, Ronin growing quietly pensive and nodding to Mildew, belatedly remembering to take a sip of his drink. "Thank you. I daresay if you offered these fortunes to the people here, you'd end up quite popular."
"Are you sure those cards aren't all very complimentary?" He grins. "I don't think I have been flattered quite so much in a while. Not that I don't appreciate it." Perhaps he has Safrin to thank for his fortune, Ronin growing quietly pensive and nodding to Mildew, belatedly remembering to take a sip of his drink. "Thank you. I daresay if you offered these fortunes to the people here, you'd end up quite popular."
even darkness and silence
