Seeing as the focus has shifted to Lynn and Hookshanks, the grimy urchin licks his lips and begins slowly moving back towards Lamm's room. The urchin places a tiny hand on the doorjamb as he pauses in the doorway to study the flies buzzing over top of the hat box. Inching towards the container, Dj'hân feels inexorably drawn to the hat box as if a moth to a flame. Perhaps it's mere morbid curiosity that moves the boy or a desire to test his own courage; but for whatever reason, he continues advancing slowly forward step by step.
Being not much taller than the box, the urchin places both of his tiny hands on its lid and slowly lifts it up and sets it aside. Peering inside the wooden container, Dj'hân holds his breath and swallows nervously as he studies the Varisian woman's putrescent face for a few moments. Reaching down with both hands, the urchin carefully plucks the stack of Harrow cards tucked beneath the woman's head. Setting the cards down for a moment, the young Guttersnipe reaches over to retrieve the box's lid. He pauses for one last look at Zalara before delicately replacing the lid.
Gathering up the cards once more, Dj'hân walks back into the pool room, sits down and begins slowly flipping through the deck while reverently examining each card. He's not certain what he's looking for, but feels he owes it to the old woman to care for her cherished deck somehow.
