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Caius sat at So Sheen's dinner table with a worn deck of tarot cards in his hands, the calloused and leathery skin a non-issue as he delicately shuffled the deck, silently reflecting on the past few months. Before winter and the snow, So Sheen had met him in a spot using the very deck he was shuffling, offering readings to others to raise money for a hotel and hot meals. The work he often performed -- temp work usually -- had dried up, but the woman So Sheen had taken him into her home and affoded him shelter, warmth, and comfort. She afforded him safety, and he silently appreciated it. Still, he wondered if she was familiar. She had the face of the cult leader the news in Seattle spoke of before his lost time known as the White Goddess, but if she was... She was a good, kind woman and he owed her his life, his livelihood. He'd taken a job offering readings to a clientelle in a new age store, and was helping witgh rent and bills as he tried to pocket any spare dime to achieve a dream of his -- his own store, his own dream store that comfortably afforded all a safe respite, books, and more. It was... A nice dream.

Caius looked up hearing a door open, and smiled, eye smile reaching his eyes as he motionined gently.

"Good Morning, So Sheen. Would you like a reading today?" He offered gently.

"As you wish." Caius smiled, leaning into her touch.He missed basic human closeness, contact and presence, and although this came of divinity, not mortal hands... He welcomed it, closing his eyes a moment to rtelish it before worrying his stubble scratched overmuch -- he really just couldn't grow this peachfuzz - and he looked up amiably.

"I would be most grateful for a cup, if it is no trouble. I can shuffle the deck as you work. Would you have a plain daily future reading, or something specific?" He smiled a bit gently to her, feeling warmth.

Caius shuffled his worn deck gently, hands firm in their work. He'd saved parts of his pay from assorted work before living with So Sheen to buy a used, loved deck of cards for tarot, and the man was ever careful with the deck. The artwork was beautiful, delicate and sensitive as it moved, and he nodded appreciatively before drawing buy a single card, placing it down to read before his expression faltered just a moment at the Page of Cups. He took a deep breath, and looked top So Sheen calmly. He woulsn't be jealous. He couldn't be.

"Today, it appears, is a day for new relationships, love and sffection with a spontanious element to it -- playful, energizing... But new none the less. It seems, my lady, youwill possibly find someone to love today. Perhaps another divine soul." Caius managed not to look disheartened -- he did not deny it to himself. He was smitten, utterly, with the woman -- but she was the White Goddess, and far out of mortal reach. Far more divine than a wretch like him, whom needed saving. Yicr, isd those senshi spoke true, but he only remembered Seattle, and then nothing of how or why he came to Destiny City. and that, he determined, was a crying shame.

"It is not the mortal's to know the mind of the divine. I merely presented the information as the fates brought it to me." Caius gently collected the card, shuffling it into his deck calmly. "Cards are vague as it is' perhaps so those whom might not understand fate might have seeds of clues." He shuffled once, and neatly laid the deck on the table, taking his tea and taking a deep sip, befoe lowering it. "As it stands, I do not work today. So yours is my only planned reading today."

Caius blinked, one hand raising to his chest in suprise as he stared, wide eyed, at his lady, blinking s he turned light pink.

"Myself? I am but a man, my lady. Hardly worthy of a goddess. Would you not prefer a god? One worthy ofyour attention? Even if he be a lesser god, hje is far above a mortal."

"A prophet onlyyo yjose whom might lisyten, and merelycompanion to those whom would not see." Caius seemed distant a moment. He didn't want to see her arrested as a vult leader again, and Caius sipped his tea again before lookingup, releif writ on his face.

"I confess I... was jealous at the reading. You are too good to me."

"O merely worry they might say... Terrible things again." Caius pressed closer and wrapped his arms about her, eyes closing. "Goddess or not, uoir body is mortal, and I fear losing a tangible means to hold you. As for jealousy I... I cannot help myself, and I'm sorry."

He didn't want to be alone on the street again, thoughh he did bring So Sheen to meet the waitress at his tyruck stop. She was a good woman, one deserving of blessings, secretively or not. Aware or not.

Caius smiled, before gently returning her kisses with one of his own, smiling to her warmly.

"I understand, my lady." He responded, and reached to caress her cheek with a softness, tenderness writ on his face. She didn't know what she'd chosen for a companion - he dared not share the powered world with his goddess, but he did vow to himself to not merely be a knight, but [o]her knight, and he leaned in gently before pulling her into his lap gently, still beaming.

"I am.. Grateful to be chosen for such an honor."