[ Arms folded across his chest, Geralt leans back against a pillar. Could he help? Yes. Will he? No. The mage may as well have a chance to feel useful. He knows Istredd likes that. ]
I should think you'd recognize your paramour.
[ He knows precisely who Lucifer means, but there's a point to be made that Istredd looks far more distraught over the situation than Himeka. Indeed, if he isn't mistaken, her tail has popped in that way it does when she's eaten something delicious.
As if on cue, Himeka waves enthusiastically at him. Geralt cocks an eyebrow. He lifts a vaguely uncertain hand in return. Why is she like this. ]
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I should think you'd recognize your paramour.
[ He knows precisely who Lucifer means, but there's a point to be made that Istredd looks far more distraught over the situation than Himeka. Indeed, if he isn't mistaken, her tail has popped in that way it does when she's eaten something delicious.
As if on cue, Himeka waves enthusiastically at him. Geralt cocks an eyebrow. He lifts a vaguely uncertain hand in return. Why is she like this. ]