"This should be the meat of the story-- it's just... disjointed."
For all her breeziness before, she's focused now; Scully reads tarot the same way she does anything, with a ferocious need to fit it into a comprehensible framework. When they'd started this with a more casual air, she could have brushed it off-- see, it's just random-- but even without his confirmations this is starting to feel too coherent to simply abandon.
"Here--" she indicates the wands-- "action, motion, snap decisions. It follows naturally from the last row-- you felt you needed to act, so you did." Easy enough.
She skips over the center card. "The nine of swords, you can almost just see it. Grief, trauma, fear. I think-- something happened and you ended up separated and vulnerable." Her brow furrows again. "Or-- a woman? A girl, alone and frightened. Not one of your friends."
Slowly, blinking like she's trying to clear her mind, she picks up her head to consider him.
"I... don't have a lot of justification for what I'm about to say," she says carefully. This is rarely-trodden territory for Scully-- fully unscientific speculation.
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For all her breeziness before, she's focused now; Scully reads tarot the same way she does anything, with a ferocious need to fit it into a comprehensible framework. When they'd started this with a more casual air, she could have brushed it off-- see, it's just random-- but even without his confirmations this is starting to feel too coherent to simply abandon.
"Here--" she indicates the wands-- "action, motion, snap decisions. It follows naturally from the last row-- you felt you needed to act, so you did." Easy enough.
She skips over the center card. "The nine of swords, you can almost just see it. Grief, trauma, fear. I think-- something happened and you ended up separated and vulnerable." Her brow furrows again. "Or-- a woman? A girl, alone and frightened. Not one of your friends."
Slowly, blinking like she's trying to clear her mind, she picks up her head to consider him.
"I... don't have a lot of justification for what I'm about to say," she says carefully. This is rarely-trodden territory for Scully-- fully unscientific speculation.