<span style="font-style: italic">The cards…</span>A wary thought came through her mind then, back to the deck that played into so many fates. She’d not seen them up close too many a time, but Wryn always had colorful commentary on such; It was one of the things she could count on from him, his fun-loving nature.<br/><br/>But, to know that the card pulled him to this man, whoever this person may be, made her feel worse for them. His fate was sealed from the moment of birth, and now he was here, trapped with the lot of them until the gods were satisfied. It left a sour taste in her mouth, the idea of fates being so predetermined, and it was something that she’d often pondered over the centuries, wondering why some were put in their care to keep alive, while others didn’t get the same treatment.<br/><br/>Why them? What made their life more valuable than another?<br/><br/>His voice wove into her thoughts once more, a hand subconsciously reaching for the pendant as she normally did when nervous, when it was mentioned. Over the centuries, putting the pendant on had become a habit she no longer had to think about. It was merely a part of her routine, slipping the delicate flower about her neck and going about her day. Forcing herself to glance back over at him with the smallest of smiles, she shook her head.<br/><br/>“I am well, Wryn,” came her quiet reply, hoping the smile sold it, despite its size. “My mind has never been wont to wander.”<br/><br/>A bit of the conversation drifted up to her from the ground level, causing her to wince and her face to drop again, as she shook her head.<span style="font-style: italic">Do not think about it, Edmée…Let your mind go silent.</span>Something about “weird shit” reached her, mentally jarred by the vernacular chosen by the fellow who spoke it. Though the acoustics of the coliseum weren’t the greatest, she heard enough to know the overall reaction was confusion: confusion where they were, and how to get out.<br/><br/>“Why are not they told where they will be?” she asked against her better judgment. “Why must they be left of dark mind before being pulled? Pourquoi?”