"Mm." Vague acknowledgment, without explicit agreement one way or another. They can philosophize all day, but things are what they are.
His fingers rest on the lip of his mug. She's not the only one granted a too-fitting power. Geralt suspects it isn't even the Singularity that chooses but rather, their abilities are a subconscious manifestation of its raw power. Drawing on desires or aspects they know or find familiar. Conduit moments exhibit similarly back home, and the Chaos here feels much the same.
At least from what he's gathered. Magic isn't his expertise.
"I know. It's why I can still see you." In a manner of speaking. It's difficult to describe, but he can tell it's her when she's hiding—like peering between the gaps in an illusion instead of through it. "Most of us receive a gift more than once. Don't be surprised if it happens again."
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His fingers rest on the lip of his mug. She's not the only one granted a too-fitting power. Geralt suspects it isn't even the Singularity that chooses but rather, their abilities are a subconscious manifestation of its raw power. Drawing on desires or aspects they know or find familiar. Conduit moments exhibit similarly back home, and the Chaos here feels much the same.
At least from what he's gathered. Magic isn't his expertise.
"I know. It's why I can still see you." In a manner of speaking. It's difficult to describe, but he can tell it's her when she's hiding—like peering between the gaps in an illusion instead of through it. "Most of us receive a gift more than once. Don't be surprised if it happens again."