[ the amusement in his expression lingers as molly goes to present the cards, and parado leans forward to get a good look at each one. the delicacy with which each card is handled is interesting, too, given the wear on the deck - showmanship, then, down to the last detail.

or so he thinks. parado's smile falters for a moment at the reading of justice. his own words echo in his mind - the loser gets the ending they deserve - the harsh reality that he'd never expected to be turned around on him. he catches himself, though, plastering his intrigue back on as the other cards are turned.

they settle him, a bit. again, the accuracy surprises him, but they're not quite as on-point as the first. restricted, yes, but powerless, not exactly - and that union had already come. he glances up to meet the fortune reader's eyes. ]

That's very impressive. [ he's smiling the smile of a satisfied customer, but one taken slightly off-guard. to distract, he reaches out with a fingertip to lightly tap a shiny thing hanging from one of molly's horns. ting. ] A lot of that was really close. It's all stuff I knew, but... you can still say you surprised me, if you want to take that win.

[ the hand that had reached out seems to hesitate in the air for a moment, unsure, before parado lowers it to offer a handshake. ] I'm Parado. It's nice to meet you.