[ No Heine, that's exactly what he plans on doing. Coco just smiles and shrugs in response, as if to say "no you can't, can you?". ]

Well, I'm glad you enjoy it. As for fortune-telling, I don't think it'd work well here. I was thinking more along the lines of opening a little tea and herb shop. I could mix up some medicinal things on the side if anyone wanted natural solutions to simple ailments. Upset stomachs, arthritis, headaches; things like that.

You won't be able to keep me awake all night, you know. Are you worried about a concussion? [ His senses have been returning to something resembling normal again, able to discern the wavery quality of "worry" in his aura. However faint it may have been. ] I think it's fine, something like that shouldn't have been able to affect me that greatly.

[ It's playful, the way he teased, but he yawns wide and covers his mouth politely as he does so, sinking back into the couch after a little stretch. Vertebrae along his spine crack pleasantly but he looks a little sheepish as they do. Heine is doing a good job following those rules, but talking about himself doesn't keep his interest!! ]