[By this point in time, Gideon is not at her best. Fever has burnt through her, and she swings between moments of concerning exhaustion and bizarrely fierce strength. But despite all this she's still herself, and when Ciri approaches her with a potential lead she's quick to agree to assist. She follows the other woman over with a hot-eyed determination that says, at the very least, she's ready to try like hell.]
Yo.
[She nods a greeting to Aloy, before shifting her shoulders with a satisfying crack. Her whole body aches dully, but if she can fight a fucking lyctor with a shattered knee she sure as shit isn't about to let a few aches stop her now.]
Where do you want me?
[It says something about their current predicament that this statement doesn't come with a lewd waggle of her eyebrows.]
no subject
Yo.
[She nods a greeting to Aloy, before shifting her shoulders with a satisfying crack. Her whole body aches dully, but if she can fight a fucking lyctor with a shattered knee she sure as shit isn't about to let a few aches stop her now.]
Where do you want me?
[It says something about their current predicament that this statement doesn't come with a lewd waggle of her eyebrows.]