Felix considers these carefully, doing his best to remember any similarities to these cards and the Sibylline, though it was hard, having not had them in hand for almost two years. It occurred to him that perhaps he should write down what he remembered. At the time, he'd been trying to forget the castle had chosen to take them away from him.

There were commanilties, though, despite the differences in the card names. His eyes were drawn most notably to the Moon card - recalling the The Dead Tree and the fate that was tied to it.

He drew himself out of revelation as Clow started to stack the cards.

"Yes, well, that's the nature of symbols. They have power in their invested meaning but also subjectivity and flexibility. It's what makes them both useful and very confusing, especially to those who seek rigid definitions of everything," he said, thinking of Cabalines and all the science-minded people he'd encountered here.

"Where shall we start then? You're after something, I assume, other than entertaining me."