[ It's an ongoing experiment with sword oil, to see if he can enhance the blade—though he does not realize that soon, this will be unnecessary when his sword mysteriously splits a boulder in half like butter. So much for his work over the past two months.
For now, he's oblivious to what lies ahead. He puts his equipment aside, full attention on Ciri. Their memories (visions) were not unpleasant, but what they came back to...the uncertainty is tough to ignore.
He wants what they had. But he wants it because they forged that road themselves. Not because some mystical power saw fit to absorb them into its consciousness. ]
Sure. [ He walks around the table, joining her by the shelves. ] What's on your mind?
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For now, he's oblivious to what lies ahead. He puts his equipment aside, full attention on Ciri. Their memories (visions) were not unpleasant, but what they came back to...the uncertainty is tough to ignore.
He wants what they had. But he wants it because they forged that road themselves. Not because some mystical power saw fit to absorb them into its consciousness. ]
Sure. [ He walks around the table, joining her by the shelves. ] What's on your mind?