Altha snorted. "And dearie, have you ever heard the end of that phrase? Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back." Her eyes rolled around as the woman continued to press on, claiming that it were rude of Altha to poke her head in and out. What did she expect if she were living in a smelly tent for all to see? Or rather, smell?

Before Altha said anything, the woman had turned to the boy beside her and offered a reading for his badge. She had just been about to leave when she decided it'd be more interesting to see if the boy would trade his badge for a rubbish reading. Though Altha knew he wouldn't do it, a tiny part of her stayed, wishing he would.