[ She points out, gently. A halfhearted attempt at humor.
There's not much else to do, when he's bandaged, has food and water and his cloak. She settles again, and will insist he try to sleep while she takes watch when he's done with the bit of meat. Not exactly a whole meal, but better than nothing. Ciri has also noticed he doesn't heal here the way he usually does. By now, she's realized this place has its ways of suppressing her chaos, and the Singularity already interfered with it; being unable to reliably use her powers here hasn't alarmed her, even if it is frustrating. But the fact that Geralt is suffering some sort of effects that act on his natural, physical abilities is unnerving in ways she doesn't know how to explain.
She could press him for further details on what had happened while he was taken. Perhaps, after he rests a bit, she might. But for now, Ciri just changes the subject, idle chatter while he eats -- glowing mushrooms she found, something stupid Nero said, various things of no import to pass the time. She knows Geralt doesn't mind sitting in silence, and normally she doesn't either, but for now... it just feels too oppressive, with the dark and the damp pressing down on them from all sides, and the unknowns lurking behind them. The fact their captors can simply take Geralt, apparently at any time. It's shaken her. She stays close for a while. ]
no subject
[ She points out, gently. A halfhearted attempt at humor.
There's not much else to do, when he's bandaged, has food and water and his cloak. She settles again, and will insist he try to sleep while she takes watch when he's done with the bit of meat. Not exactly a whole meal, but better than nothing. Ciri has also noticed he doesn't heal here the way he usually does. By now, she's realized this place has its ways of suppressing her chaos, and the Singularity already interfered with it; being unable to reliably use her powers here hasn't alarmed her, even if it is frustrating. But the fact that Geralt is suffering some sort of effects that act on his natural, physical abilities is unnerving in ways she doesn't know how to explain.
She could press him for further details on what had happened while he was taken. Perhaps, after he rests a bit, she might. But for now, Ciri just changes the subject, idle chatter while he eats -- glowing mushrooms she found, something stupid Nero said, various things of no import to pass the time. She knows Geralt doesn't mind sitting in silence, and normally she doesn't either, but for now... it just feels too oppressive, with the dark and the damp pressing down on them from all sides, and the unknowns lurking behind them. The fact their captors can simply take Geralt, apparently at any time. It's shaken her. She stays close for a while. ]