[Seems like kind of a weird dude, but Davesprite figures you'd have to be to be offering fortunes on a street corner. Still, he's been kind of on edge lately, so the placidity is a welcome break. Time to think about things here, and not things that are the shreds of what he remembered from back home.]

This is the part where I talk about my failing relationship and how I desperately need to know if my husband is cheating on me, right. [Okay, but serious time.] Does it have to be about me? Like, what if I wanted to ask about someone close to me, or something like that. Or a collective temple group, I guess.