That's fine, that's good. As long as they continue holding on to that card, Robin will guide them and all of their blankets safely out towards the door.
"You might need to get another pack of cards," he calls back over his shoulder at the fortune teller, "You can bother Vincent if you've got a problem with that."
The street outside is blinding compared to the dimly-lit interior of the tent. It spills in as Robin lifts up the tent flap and pushes them back out into the busy market, where significantly more people have come out for their morning routines, looking for fresh deals and doing their chore of shopping for the day.
There's a sort of constant, whirring buzz in the air now, as people of all shapes and sizes pass by them on the street. It could either be overwhelming or strangely soothing, depending on how the waves of busying noise wash over the brain.
Robin keeps Phalanx snugged close again and starts to walk them away from the tent... But now that they're out of the tent, he calms down considerably, sinking calmly back into the crowd and leading them somewhere a little quieter.
"Well, okay," he begins, after they'd wandered only a few feet from the tent, "That was a little more dramatic than I was expecting. That woman drives me crazy, though."
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"You might need to get another pack of cards," he calls back over his shoulder at the fortune teller, "You can bother Vincent if you've got a problem with that."
The street outside is blinding compared to the dimly-lit interior of the tent. It spills in as Robin lifts up the tent flap and pushes them back out into the busy market, where significantly more people have come out for their morning routines, looking for fresh deals and doing their chore of shopping for the day.
There's a sort of constant, whirring buzz in the air now, as people of all shapes and sizes pass by them on the street. It could either be overwhelming or strangely soothing, depending on how the waves of busying noise wash over the brain.
Robin keeps Phalanx snugged close again and starts to walk them away from the tent... But now that they're out of the tent, he calms down considerably, sinking calmly back into the crowd and leading them somewhere a little quieter.
"Well, okay," he begins, after they'd wandered only a few feet from the tent, "That was a little more dramatic than I was expecting. That woman drives me crazy, though."
He doesn't sound very sorry about what happened.