...You know, there's something I remember being said about fortune-tellers, back in the London I recall.

[Even as she says this, she's digging into her bag for her cards without hesitation, sort of warmly pleased at having the suggestion received so well.]

I think it was meant as a word of caution to the teller, of all things, but...it's something like, "a fortune-teller mustn't feel anything too strongly, when using her cards, lest her own feelings color them and make it come out wrong." I wonder sometimes, if that doesn't make for a sort of sad state of affairs — that perhaps the people she wishes to help most are the same ones she's least able to.

[She hesitates, a little self-conscious, but then collects herself and offers the cards.]

But I promise to do my very best for you. I'm very glad for the chance to try.