[A moment passes, and her gaze lifts from the cards to the woman's face. She's always drawn to movement first, but people expect to be looked in the eye. So she does, a steady green gaze framed by hair hanging loose around her face.]
Why?
[If there's curiosity there, it lives somewhere too deep to come through her blank expression.]
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Why?
[If there's curiosity there, it lives somewhere too deep to come through her blank expression.]