[ Ciri grins at that, eyebrows rising. Impressed. ]
Good for you. I hope you gave him a hell of a black eye.
[ The way Alina looks at her sends a twinge of self-conscious embarrassment through Ciri. She fights the urge to pull her hair in front of her face again; Alina's seen it all, at this point, probably most of the scars on her body too, considering the close quarters they'd shared. No, it's more how Alina looks at her, that softness in her eyes, the quiet but intent attention so listens with.
Ciri offers a faint cop-out of a smile and a shrug. ]
I'd probably have done the same, except I'm trying not to cause trouble for Geralt. For us, I mean. Gotta lay low for now, get some gear, figure things out...
[ She has noticed Alina's eyes lingering on some of the food stalls though, and though what had caught Ciri's attention initially was the glint of steel in the sun, she stops leading them that way and pauses, slipping her arm from Alina's. ]
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Good for you. I hope you gave him a hell of a black eye.
[ The way Alina looks at her sends a twinge of self-conscious embarrassment through Ciri. She fights the urge to pull her hair in front of her face again; Alina's seen it all, at this point, probably most of the scars on her body too, considering the close quarters they'd shared. No, it's more how Alina looks at her, that softness in her eyes, the quiet but intent attention so listens with.
Ciri offers a faint cop-out of a smile and a shrug. ]
I'd probably have done the same, except I'm trying not to cause trouble for Geralt. For us, I mean. Gotta lay low for now, get some gear, figure things out...
[ She has noticed Alina's eyes lingering on some of the food stalls though, and though what had caught Ciri's attention initially was the glint of steel in the sun, she stops leading them that way and pauses, slipping her arm from Alina's. ]
You hungry?