James stopped and sighed, turning to look at  Mithrail. His cards started to float around him. "Silence, wench." The aura that was coming off of him...wasn't his. And his eyes were glowing. In fact, it was a woman's voice speaking. "You are a fool and a nuisance. Do not speak like you are above the others again or there will be punishment." His cards slipped back into his pocket on their own, then his eyes stopped glowing and the aura faded. "Damn...Fate really is demanding..."