Of course Mulder is willing to make the leap of faith there. She's not sure if she's more annoyed by the prospect that he could be right, and there could be something here, or by her inability to put the pieces together as they're laid out before her.
"Actually, it's where the cards are from," she murmurs, almost offhandedly, like it's just a little bit of trivia. With everything that happened it's a wonder she didn't throw the cards away-- certainly it had been years before she could touch them again, and always with a certain mistrust. It's all far enough in the past now; now, they just make her think of Melissa. As terrible as what happened was, they'd been so close that summer; that part she doesn't mind remembering.
Of course Melissa would want her to follow the thread of intuition, even if it makes no sense.
"There was a little store Missy and I used to go to-- the sun and the high priestess, to me that means Carinda and Sunlight," she murmurs, leaning back a little to better regard the spread as a whole.
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"Actually, it's where the cards are from," she murmurs, almost offhandedly, like it's just a little bit of trivia. With everything that happened it's a wonder she didn't throw the cards away-- certainly it had been years before she could touch them again, and always with a certain mistrust. It's all far enough in the past now; now, they just make her think of Melissa. As terrible as what happened was, they'd been so close that summer; that part she doesn't mind remembering.
Of course Melissa would want her to follow the thread of intuition, even if it makes no sense.
"There was a little store Missy and I used to go to-- the sun and the high priestess, to me that means Carinda and Sunlight," she murmurs, leaning back a little to better regard the spread as a whole.