It's my turn? Hexia was a bit surprised but didn't think too much of it, probably just drumming up business.
She stepped forward and gave it a little thought, realizing that although her life was occasionally a tad hazy, she didn't have many particular desires, making her a person with very few cravings.
Probably a stable life, with a few friends to socialize with now and then, would be a good life indeed.
"I want to know about my relatives, specifically my father." That old man seemed not so simple, and Hexia was indeed a bit curious about his past.
"Alright, please draw a card," the woman concluded as the cards once again danced in the air, spinning before falling and spreading out on the table.
Hexia pulled out a card and flipped it over.
