[ emma has started to adjust to his quick reappearances, barely jolting when he popped back up at the side of her bed. her lips twitch into a bit of amusement, and she straightens, folding her knees underneath her and making sure her shift is properly adjusted before she refocuses on what faraday does with his hands. ]

Mister Faraday, you know all too well I've no need for that sort of business — and I would hardly measure card shufflin' as an influence.

[ she tacks the "mister" on as a means of teasing him, these days, less so out of propriety. ]

But I've always been awful fascinated by the way you move the cards.

[ it's impressive, no matter what he uses it for, and what better way to while away the dark evening hours than practicing a skill? she certainly can't go out to shoot, after all, so this is something, and it's something that includes faraday. ]