...Perhaps we'd better leave it at that, then, shall we? Please, there's no need to go on, if —
[She hesitates, then gets up from the table carefully, pushing back her chair to get her skirts free.]
I'll just run and fetch you some water to sip. Tropius, my dear, won't you please — yes, thank you, I'll only be a moment.
[And she dashes off for the cafe, leaving Tropius — who leans down over the table and attempts to offer Ashley one of her neck bananas in consolation (and the recognition of an apparent need for potassium) — and the cards on the table for the moment.
Of course, there's still that future card left unturned; if Ashley decides to peek, she'll find what's in her future a little early — but of course, that's only if she decides to peek.
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[She hesitates, then gets up from the table carefully, pushing back her chair to get her skirts free.]
I'll just run and fetch you some water to sip. Tropius, my dear, won't you please — yes, thank you, I'll only be a moment.
[And she dashes off for the cafe, leaving Tropius — who leans down over the table and attempts to offer Ashley one of her neck bananas in consolation (and the recognition of an apparent need for potassium) — and the cards on the table for the moment.
Of course, there's still that future card left unturned; if Ashley decides to peek, she'll find what's in her future a little early — but of course, that's only if she decides to peek.
So. What will she do?
Decisions, decisions.]