>Now I'm just imagining Eila getting freaked out by the tarot readings
>and turning to more esoteric modes of divination, which is about when
>Mio and the others find her crouched on the floor studying some molten
>lead in an old baked bean tin full of water and mumbling about why the
>shape looks like a planet made of metal but, like, evil somehow...

I'm laughing like Peter Lorre again; you must be doing something right. ;)

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