He scuffs to a stop after she does, trying not to walk into her, but then she crosses the gap. His brows lift, and he leads with one heel sliding back in the dirt before he follows, opening the space between them by a foot. She's new, she kind of wants to kick his ass--but fuck if he has to give up his personal space.

She's probably going to kick his ass, just to get back some sense of control, when his cards don't deliver good news. Hopefully Aurora likes him enough to bite her ankles, or something.

"I'm not bullshitting you," he says, lifting the deck between them and shuffling them with efficient, practiced movements. No flash and flare when he's trying to get her on his side. "They do work, don't doubt them if you don't like what they say."

Fanning out the cards in both hands, he holds them out to her face-down. "Hold a question in your mind, and pick the first card."