[ Ciri's also got her drink in hand and has accidentally wandered in, moderately drunk and mildly amused by the mirrors. They're a little confusing, which is a little funny-- until several minutes have passed and she starts getting annoyed.
Remembering a bit of common wisdom about mazes, Ciri puts out her free hand to one side, brushing the mirrors with her fingertips while she walks. Considering her own reflection all around her at different angles (and nothing else), she could at least be sure she's alone in here.
Until she's not. Ciri rounds a corner quickly with her arm out in prime position to clothesline Astarion -- unless perhaps he's less surprised by her sudden appearance than she is by his. ]
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Remembering a bit of common wisdom about mazes, Ciri puts out her free hand to one side, brushing the mirrors with her fingertips while she walks. Considering her own reflection all around her at different angles (and nothing else), she could at least be sure she's alone in here.
Until she's not. Ciri rounds a corner quickly with her arm out in prime position to clothesline Astarion -- unless perhaps he's less surprised by her sudden appearance than she is by his. ]