Jason takes a breath. "No, thank you," he amends, trying to ease the initial flat brusqueness of his words. "But it is kind of you to offer."
He stares down at the Strength card lying to one side, maiden and lion locked in a struggle-that-isn't one. He holds the card in mind as he reaches again for the deck.
Jason folds his hands over the lower half of his face, studying the card, eyes sliding half-shut again as he opens himself to the symbols it represents.
no subject
Jason takes a breath. "No, thank you," he amends, trying to ease the initial flat brusqueness of his words. "But it is kind of you to offer."
He stares down at the Strength card lying to one side, maiden and lion locked in a struggle-that-isn't one. He holds the card in mind as he reaches again for the deck.
The knight of pentacles, reversed.
Jason folds his hands over the lower half of his face, studying the card, eyes sliding half-shut again as he opens himself to the symbols it represents.