[Caitlyn's attention is torn, shifting from the sound of Ciri's voice to the subtle crick crack sounds coming from beneath them. Carefully, she spreads her weight out between all four limbs and eases her way towards Ciri's location. The situation making everything else take a backseat.]
Right. Of course. [A beat, as she considers everything.] Never a dull moment here, is there?
[Making her way to Ciri close, but not too close. No need to strain the ice under the other woman. Just to be on the safe side.
Then it's simply a matter of making it to shore. The same slow and careful pace until she gets closer and then it's a relatively inelegant scramble up to her feeet and then she's skidding the last bit until she finally hits the shoreline and solid land. Then she turns to check in on the others, assistance ready if necessary, but she's fairly certain it won't be required.]
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Right. Of course. [A beat, as she considers everything.] Never a dull moment here, is there?
[Making her way to Ciri close, but not too close. No need to strain the ice under the other woman. Just to be on the safe side.
Then it's simply a matter of making it to shore. The same slow and careful pace until she gets closer and then it's a relatively inelegant scramble up to her feeet and then she's skidding the last bit until she finally hits the shoreline and solid land. Then she turns to check in on the others, assistance ready if necessary, but she's fairly certain it won't be required.]