[ She grants him more of an answer than he expects. He's used to people playing it close to their chests—same as he does—and she looks the sort who might do so. He listens without comment, beyond a noncommittal hum. He hasn't any desire to get involved in destroying the Singularity, nor does he have one in saving it. Or preserving it. Or the politics between the nations. He wants to know what will get them home, will put Cirilla back where she belongs and out of this mess, and right now that remains to be seen.
Though his thoughts still linger on whether or not its true, if its presence is obstructing Ciri's magic somehow. If it's also protecting her from the Wild Hunt at the same time by doing so. What happens when it's lifted? If it can be lifted? Ciri seems adamant that there is no other of their selves. That they are simply taken out of the Continent, at the wrong times, and placed together here, while the world back home continues to converge. So what that means for returning, what awaits them, he can't even begin to guess. ]
We can agree on that. [ Secrets and lies, they tire him, too. It's what he means when he says he doesn't want to be caught up in this, would prefer if none of this has touched him at all. But here they are. He's aware, despite what he says, that he can only navigate around the brewing tensions for so long. He just isn't looking forward to when he finds himself in the midst of it. And he certainly isn't keen to advertise his position, whether he holds one or not. ] I'm only interested in a drink. And a sword.
[ Well. Two swords. He means to get one for Ciri, too. ]
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Though his thoughts still linger on whether or not its true, if its presence is obstructing Ciri's magic somehow. If it's also protecting her from the Wild Hunt at the same time by doing so. What happens when it's lifted? If it can be lifted? Ciri seems adamant that there is no other of their selves. That they are simply taken out of the Continent, at the wrong times, and placed together here, while the world back home continues to converge. So what that means for returning, what awaits them, he can't even begin to guess. ]
We can agree on that. [ Secrets and lies, they tire him, too. It's what he means when he says he doesn't want to be caught up in this, would prefer if none of this has touched him at all. But here they are. He's aware, despite what he says, that he can only navigate around the brewing tensions for so long. He just isn't looking forward to when he finds himself in the midst of it. And he certainly isn't keen to advertise his position, whether he holds one or not. ] I'm only interested in a drink. And a sword.
[ Well. Two swords. He means to get one for Ciri, too. ]