Theodore didn't mind the bump, as it hadn't jarred his bad ankle, and even that was healed enough to the point where it would have only been mildly irritating at worst. But the way Jamie touched his knee, the way he could feel the heat of the other boy's hand through the fabric of his pants for that brief moment, brought a slight blush to his cheeks. "I'm okay," he told Jamie softly, trying to reassure him that it really was.
He held out the cards with both hands. "Now...keep holding that question and shuffle the cards. Umm..." He bit his lower lip. How to explain this part. "Think your question at them as you shuffle." It sounded absurd, even to his ear. "Focus on that, shuffle as long as you want, and then give them back when you're ready."