Mair's Fortunes

Mair considered it and held up a hand. "Call this one free. You could get me a drink if you feel the need to pay me somehow."

"From the cards? Yes. To be quite honest, everything out of my mouth probably sounds super vague so I understand why you'd be sceptical," she said and folded her arms on the table. "To be quite honest, I wish these things came with timescales. Sooner or later pisses a lot of my customers off. Oh, a sudden cashflow? When? What do you mean you don't know when exactly?! You're a terrible fortune teller!"

As they walked, Mair didn’t want a silence to envelope them. “I promise your senses will be ensnared. I’d cook for you myself but I’m low on groceries… and I also don’t know what you like.”

Without skipping a beat, Mair delivered the first fact about her that came to mind. "I used to think that carrots would make me see in the dark like a rabbit and that green vegetables would turn my skin green so I always avoided those."

Mair was taken aback. "Oh, um... How to put it... Well, no matter how I put it, you're going to think I'm nuts. You've got one of those faces, though. Can't seem to bring myself to say no."

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Mair popped the dolls back in their tiny pages and slipped it into her jacket pocket. "I worry. To tell you the truth, therapeutic to tell your worries to someone and your barmaid makes me nervous."

As they walked, Mair didn't want a silence to envelope them. "I promise your senses will be ensnared. I'd cook for you myself but I'm low on groceries... and I also don't know what you like."

Mair looked at the fairy with interest. “Is that… Is that an Asrai? I’ve heard stories but… No, it couldn’t be since I’m here. The Asrai hate strangers. So was that some other type of water fairy?”

Belle’s invisible form shifts and pushes the water out of the way as she walks back. She stopes with a slosh and chuckles.

“That’s quite an acheivement. Is it just you?” Mair asked. "I don't mean to pry or anything. It's just that you sound a little lonely despite the creatures you surround yourself with."

Mair grinned and nodded. "Good. Let's get going then."

Once Mair had finished his drink and brought it forward. "Of course I can read your palm for you, sir. Five bucks on the table and your bare palm in my hand then we'll get started."