[He pats her back in the most understanding way he can. After three months of holding onto this suspicion, he had simply come to accept it. (And he can admit, for a moment, he wondered if that was what the magic explosion was. Destiny coming to greet him in the worst way possible. As fast as she possibly could.)
Ciri really goes for the gut, doesn't she?
When he pulls back, he's flustered, his cheeks painted an embarrassed pink.]
I... didn't want to be morbid. Or, really, think about it much at all.
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[He pats her back in the most understanding way he can. After three months of holding onto this suspicion, he had simply come to accept it. (And he can admit, for a moment, he wondered if that was what the magic explosion was. Destiny coming to greet him in the worst way possible. As fast as she possibly could.)
Ciri really goes for the gut, doesn't she?
When he pulls back, he's flustered, his cheeks painted an embarrassed pink.]
I... didn't want to be morbid. Or, really, think about it much at all.