[ He squints at the sun nearly disappearing, reorienting himself. East. He can't see the tavern she speaks of from here, but he is not, at least, all the way on the other end of it.
A few seconds pass before he answers. It's a decision between whether or not he can make it there on his own or if he wants to risk Julie coming here to retrieve him. In the end, he decides Julie coming to find him, at this point, will draw less attention than him stumbling and bleeding his way to the tavern. His head feels like crushed glass. He can't even say what's keeping him upright, except that it's just what he does. But the ground looks more and more appealing.
How long will Thorne care to look for him, if they do at all? (How long before they look to Yennefer for answers?) ]
Southeast. By the square.
[ Is there more than one square? Doesn't matter. She knows this city better than he does; that'll have to be good enough. ]
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A few seconds pass before he answers. It's a decision between whether or not he can make it there on his own or if he wants to risk Julie coming here to retrieve him. In the end, he decides Julie coming to find him, at this point, will draw less attention than him stumbling and bleeding his way to the tavern. His head feels like crushed glass. He can't even say what's keeping him upright, except that it's just what he does. But the ground looks more and more appealing.
How long will Thorne care to look for him, if they do at all? (How long before they look to Yennefer for answers?) ]
[ Is there more than one square? Doesn't matter. She knows this city better than he does; that'll have to be good enough. ]