Ask And You Shall Receive (Closed to Emma)

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Liz felt awkward about asking Emma to read for her. It wasn't the act of reading so much as asking it of someone she spoke to casually while at work since Emma was often in the kitchen while Liz was serving. Truth me told, Liz liked Emma a lot, but she thought Emma was miles away more mature than her.

Still, she was thankful when the girl offered to give her a reading. As Liz sat at the table in the cafe and waited patiently. Beside Liz was a small bag. A thank you gift because it felt awkward to ask something of Emma without giving something in return.

She knew Maria would be beyond jealous - Maria always liked this sort of thing. Liz had thought about what she wanted to find out long and hard, but it had been made even clearer after Tuesday and the talk she had with Peter.

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"Just because I'm a psi, doesn't mean I'm a telepath to read your thoughts."

Emma might not have warned Liz not to ask anything she wasn't ready to get an answer to, but she had been clear on focusing on what she wanted to ask about. "I can only tell you what I see, and what I see is based on what you think about while you're shuffling." She shrugged. It sucked getting bad news. It also sucked having to tell people what you knew was going to be bad news, or seeing people you don't know hooking up, but now that was added to the memories of every tarot reading Emma had ever done (not for the first time, but still, she always felt weird about it).

"I am sorry it wasn't what you wanted to hear, but I understand you not wanting to hang around."

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Liz felt a pang of guilt which muddled the aching in her chest. "Sorry... it's not - I'm glad you told me. I am." She should know, after all. It was clearly not meant to be. She would just have to come to terms with that.

"I just need to... process this, you know?" Liz also didn't want to cry in front of Emma. That felt too terrible a thing to do, especially since Emma was helping her out.

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Emma nodded. Time alone to process was something she knew very well. "I should probably get back to work anyway. There's always something that could use my attention in the kitchen." True enough, but mostly an excuse so Liz didn't feel awkward about needing to leave.

Emma gathered up her cards and put them away, along with the new pouch Liz had given her. Best to just go, so she did.