[ Alina ducks her head with a soft smile, curling her fingers at the surface of the water to test the temperature. Magic, Ciri calls it, but Alina doesn't correct her. It feels as wondrous and beautiful and special as magic to her too.
Sitting back, she looks softly over at Ciri, her eyes lingering on the bit of bare skin at her neck and collar before she seems to jerk herself out of her staring. Clearing her throat. ]
It's no trouble. I'll, uhm, leave you to it then?
[ She probably wants privacy right? It's not as if Alina hadn't seen her in those weeks in the cells, but it's nice to take that bit of privacy back now. ]
no subject
Sitting back, she looks softly over at Ciri, her eyes lingering on the bit of bare skin at her neck and collar before she seems to jerk herself out of her staring. Clearing her throat. ]
It's no trouble. I'll, uhm, leave you to it then?
[ She probably wants privacy right? It's not as if Alina hadn't seen her in those weeks in the cells, but it's nice to take that bit of privacy back now. ]