There's a short "oh" from Vincent, as Phalanx had mentioned something about stealing a card earlier.
Robin looks back at Phalanx, looking into their eyes as if there was something within them to read, some new page of a story he's been meticulously writing for the last twenty-four hours.
"About you? I'm not sure." But he smiles all the same, not discouraged in the least, "It knows some things, but I'm not sure if I could tell you what those are. But I do know, here--"
He reaches around, craning his neck to get a look at the card that he, himself, is holding up for them. He taps a particular star, one that is just a little bigger and more ovoid than the rest, "This is a guiding star, Pylires, that marks two separate constellations. One is the Traveler, Leuriot, in the Summer. The other is the Winter sign, the Burrows. The former gathers stories wherever he goes. The latter is a home to many, strength in numbers."
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Robin looks back at Phalanx, looking into their eyes as if there was something within them to read, some new page of a story he's been meticulously writing for the last twenty-four hours.
"About you? I'm not sure." But he smiles all the same, not discouraged in the least, "It knows some things, but I'm not sure if I could tell you what those are. But I do know, here--"
He reaches around, craning his neck to get a look at the card that he, himself, is holding up for them. He taps a particular star, one that is just a little bigger and more ovoid than the rest, "This is a guiding star, Pylires, that marks two separate constellations. One is the Traveler, Leuriot, in the Summer. The other is the Winter sign, the Burrows. The former gathers stories wherever he goes. The latter is a home to many, strength in numbers."