Jono knew there were different ways of reading cards and laying them out but didn't know the card names or what they meant. Marie-Ange skillfully shuffled and dealt, and Jono knew at once she really did do this a lot. It was fun to see someone do something skillfully; at the home there was a lack of finesse that was sadly never missed.
*Slight is okay,* he said. *Don't wan' yeh seein'... death 'r somethin'.*
Though by all accounts he was already sort of... dead.