[ dazzling is definitely a talent of his!! the moment she acquiesces molly breaks into a warm, broad smile, then quickly sweeps off his colorful cloak, spreading it in the grass beside the road, its gold ornaments catching in the light with a merry twinkle. ]
Let's find out!
[ with a flourish he gestures to the spread cloak, before settling down cross-legged at one end of it, across from her. once she's settled, he'll hand the cards forward. ]
Shuffle these, if you would not mind. Until it feels right.
[This is already more involved than she'd expected, but considering she's already agreed, it seems like a hassle to back out now. She hesitates for a moment before she drops down to sit on the other end of the cloak, cross-legged and unintentionally mirroring him.]
Sure.
[Why the hell not. She accepts them and starts to shuffle, though even as she does, she has to ask:]
[ she still seems skeptical, but hey, she's agreed! and he gets skeptics all the time. honestly, a lot of people enjoy getting their fortune read just because it's fun and flashy and absurdly mystical, not because they actually believe what's coming out of the cards. it's nice when they do, though.
anyway, he rests both hands on his knees while she shuffles. ]
Well, I can't tell you that! Only you'll know when it's right. Just, you know, stop when you don't feel like shuffling anymore.
[ jokes on him if she enjoys shuffling for three hours. ]
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Let's find out!
[ with a flourish he gestures to the spread cloak, before settling down cross-legged at one end of it, across from her. once she's settled, he'll hand the cards forward. ]
Shuffle these, if you would not mind. Until it feels right.
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Sure.
[Why the hell not. She accepts them and starts to shuffle, though even as she does, she has to ask:]
How would you define 'feels right' in this case?
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anyway, he rests both hands on his knees while she shuffles. ]
Well, I can't tell you that! Only you'll know when it's right. Just, you know, stop when you don't feel like shuffling anymore.
[ jokes on him if she enjoys shuffling for three hours. ]
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[With that criteria set before her, she cuts the deck twice and puts it back together, holding it out to him in offering.
Minimal effort on this front 'feels right' to her.]
Show me what you've got.