[Text] / [Location: a cafe in Speares]

[personaldemon]

Does anyone know if transfer of credits can be accomplished from one person to another, here? So far all I have managed is using them at the stores or with the hatches, and as it happens this 'allowance' they give us isn't really adequate.

Where I was from, I offered my services in a consulting capacity, but if I cannot get payment for such here, then that isn't incredibly practical.

....on a similar note, if anybody wishes their tarot read, it appears I'm doing this for free until I figure out a way to return an investment on the deck I just hatched.

If so, I'm at the version of the Café Procope that they have apparently stolen from Paris and transplanted here. It is in the Speares district. I may be found at one of the upstairs balcony tables.

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[apackofone]

Remus smiles slightly, eyes still closed. "No, not too painful. I just, yes. Severus Snape is a painful topic and we both have far too much emotional investment in each other to even begin to say our business is done. But here, I can at least move on from it."

He inhales, exhales slowly and opens his eyes, the pain gone from view, calm once more. "Thank you. And really, it's Remus. My father was Mr. Lupin, and he's been gone a long time."

[personaldemon]

Jason nodded wordlessly-- he didn't feel he was in any position to offer emotional counsel independent of what the cards suggested-- and started picking up the cards, slipping them back into the deck, the deck into the box. No more readings, at least not today, at least not for Lupin.

"I will try and keep that in mind," he said neutrally to the request to be called by his first name. As a rule, Jason distanced himself from others with surnames as much as possible.

[apackofone]

"Thank you, for your insights." He stands up, finishing his drink and offering his hand to shake. "Hard as they may have been to hear."

[personaldemon]

Jason hesitated a moment, then nodded and reached up to shake Remus's hand. His own was warm to the touch.

"You're welcome. I bid you a good day, sir."

[apackofone]

Remus' grip is firm and comfortable. "Good day, Jason." He gives a small smile and nods, turning and heading out.