He listened as she read the cards, his excitement growing as she quite accurately (if vaguely) described him. A nervous energy took presence in his chest, light as heated air, swirling, as it always did when he was on the edge of something important. Then she asked a question he was completely unprepared for.
"The past...? I hadn't even thought of that," he said, his surprise plain as day upon his face. "Ye, yeah. Anything you can tell me," he said, with his smile replaced by a blind, off-guard interest.