Redsand Canyon Lord knows it's taken a hell of a beating

Now she did smile.

I only trust what I can feel. I don't believe in dreams, and if your oracle had them, that's not a gift I have. Thankfully. Fennec wouldn't wish those kinds of nightmares on herself, even if it sounded cool from a distance. I tell them it's spirits bringing me the answers, but that's just a lie to make it sound like something it's not. I'm not listening to anything that isn't real and there around me. Instincts. What I want in that moment. That's all that matters.

If he was convinced that spirits could communicate through those means, maybe she wouldn't convince him. But she was hardly worried.

I put a curse on someone once. A few days later and I found out they'd been killed. Had she told him this already? She didn't recall. I don't ask for things I can't pay for. Or look for answers that I don't already know some part of. I ask my questions for clarity. And I answer others' to fuck with them.

What would he make of that?