[It's been a slow evening thus far. Granted, the store hadn't been open for that long and the only people who have entered were rather put-off by the young boy welcoming them and while that's a shame, it's also something new to consider. Something new and curious and very, very telling. So the door has stayed closed, the murmur of people passing by, the lull of the evening rush towards the apartments. Shadows dancing in the windows like little fish in river bends.
And then the door opens with the quiet jingle of the bell.
Openly curious, Pharos studies the young man who has stepped into the store. Tall, broad-shouldered. Genuine smile and honest gestures, a little nervous perhaps? Very, very human indeed.]
I am. [It's an answer to both questions and Pharos cocks his head to the side, keeping his eyes fixed on Makoto.] Are you here to learn about your fortune or future?
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And then the door opens with the quiet jingle of the bell.
Openly curious, Pharos studies the young man who has stepped into the store. Tall, broad-shouldered. Genuine smile and honest gestures, a little nervous perhaps? Very, very human indeed.]
I am. [It's an answer to both questions and Pharos cocks his head to the side, keeping his eyes fixed on Makoto.] Are you here to learn about your fortune or future?