[ She sighs, clearly not convinced. Nixie's ears twitch, agitated, and Ciri leans over to stroke her neck and soothe her.
Of course, she'd tried to portal away, though it hadn't worked. Probably no point in telling Geralt now; she'd managed to get enough information for him, and that was what mattered in the end. It still just sits so uncomfortably that all she could do was rely on someone to come save her. Makes her feel like a helpless child again. Reminds her of all the times when the only thing she could do was run and hide and wait, and how being here should have changed that. How it mostly did -- until someone decides to need her powers again, like always.
The fact it was someone wearing the face of a trusted friend makes it undeniably worse, but the reminder is the part that feels the hardest to move on from, opening up old wounds and unearthing buried fears. ]
He meant to use my power, and I couldn't even use it for myself.
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Of course, she'd tried to portal away, though it hadn't worked. Probably no point in telling Geralt now; she'd managed to get enough information for him, and that was what mattered in the end. It still just sits so uncomfortably that all she could do was rely on someone to come save her. Makes her feel like a helpless child again. Reminds her of all the times when the only thing she could do was run and hide and wait, and how being here should have changed that. How it mostly did -- until someone decides to need her powers again, like always.
The fact it was someone wearing the face of a trusted friend makes it undeniably worse, but the reminder is the part that feels the hardest to move on from, opening up old wounds and unearthing buried fears. ]
He meant to use my power, and I couldn't even use it for myself.
It's just all so...
Exhausting.