Shuffling her hand (decent enough, better if she was going to cheat) she half-wishes she'd needed to talk to some of the old women down at the shores more, but you always like to be master of your own fate leaping around when you're a teenager.

"It could still work for here if something comes through." Araceli pauses for a moment to allow herself to think since magical politics is more her area, not theory so she's slower to speak, less sure of herself. "Someone - and I cannot remember him for the life of me - he said spirits in the Fade sing our memories back to us. When the Breach exists and with so many rifts, maybe that's how things are managing to actually come through."