[ While she doesn't expect a round of applause (though it wouldn't be unwarranted), the grunt of approval is enough for her. Everyone enjoys food in their own ways, it's that they enjoy it that matters most to her. She'll take it with a quirk of her lips.
"Something of the sort", hm? She feels like there is probably more to it than that, especially considering "monster" can be a very general term. But she's patient and figures details may come with time. ]
A hunter of monsters in particular, then?
[ Doesn't mean she won't see what he's willing to share. To her it sounds like they're in similar professions, as it was with Ciri when they spoke, which is an automatic +10 to friendship in her book. He gets no choice in that matter.
Luckily she catches the beer, though she is immediately put off by the cap. What is this? Where is the cork? Glancing at the current set of skewers on the grill, she leaves them for a minute as she figures out how to deal with the contraption keeping her from her booze. Geralt seems to pop it off easily, but she isn't so lucky and frowns slightly. ]
Mmhmm.
[ She hums, half-distracted as she gets an idea. Himeka calls a bit of fire to hand and applies it to the bottle cap, heating it until the material is malleable and starts to deform. Then she flicks it off with a proud smile. ]
We--myself, and more recently Estinien--are members of an organization that exists outside of local governments to ensure the future of the realm. In particular, we deal with threats that others are either less-inclined or ill-equipped to address.
[ Himeka takes a drink of the beer then, of course finding the top of the glass too hot. Ow. Good job. ]
I--
[ A pause as she rubs her lip. Is that going to burn? ]
--am usually on the job when we are facing Primals and their ilk as I'm immune to their call.
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"Something of the sort", hm? She feels like there is probably more to it than that, especially considering "monster" can be a very general term. But she's patient and figures details may come with time. ]
A hunter of monsters in particular, then?
[ Doesn't mean she won't see what he's willing to share. To her it sounds like they're in similar professions, as it was with Ciri when they spoke, which is an automatic +10 to friendship in her book. He gets no choice in that matter.
Luckily she catches the beer, though she is immediately put off by the cap. What is this? Where is the cork? Glancing at the current set of skewers on the grill, she leaves them for a minute as she figures out how to deal with the contraption keeping her from her booze. Geralt seems to pop it off easily, but she isn't so lucky and frowns slightly. ]
Mmhmm.
[ She hums, half-distracted as she gets an idea. Himeka calls a bit of fire to hand and applies it to the bottle cap, heating it until the material is malleable and starts to deform. Then she flicks it off with a proud smile. ]
We--myself, and more recently Estinien--are members of an organization that exists outside of local governments to ensure the future of the realm. In particular, we deal with threats that others are either less-inclined or ill-equipped to address.
[ Himeka takes a drink of the beer then, of course finding the top of the glass too hot. Ow. Good job. ]
I--
[ A pause as she rubs her lip. Is that going to burn? ]
--am usually on the job when we are facing Primals and their ilk as I'm immune to their call.