[ Ben gives a wry little smile, looking up from the card at her, eyebrows raised. Is she joking? Making fun? He can't tell. ]
The Fool? Damn, rude!
[ But that joking is at least part defensive cover for the nerve that that card strikes. Ben thinks about his first day in this place. In a way he was like a child again. He went the whole day without eating, drinking, had to be reminded by his brother that he had to take care of his body. He'd had to be coaxed into bed, like a tired toddler.
And so much is new and unknown, now. He had never thought he would be alive again; it's about as new as a beginning could get. Ben rubs at his neck, a little uneasy now with two cards in a row that are so unerringly accurate. ]
Hopefully not that unknown, if that third card is as on point as these ones.
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The Fool? Damn, rude!
[ But that joking is at least part defensive cover for the nerve that that card strikes. Ben thinks about his first day in this place. In a way he was like a child again. He went the whole day without eating, drinking, had to be reminded by his brother that he had to take care of his body. He'd had to be coaxed into bed, like a tired toddler.
And so much is new and unknown, now. He had never thought he would be alive again; it's about as new as a beginning could get. Ben rubs at his neck, a little uneasy now with two cards in a row that are so unerringly accurate. ]
Hopefully not that unknown, if that third card is as on point as these ones.