[ Her hand turns in his, squeezes around his fingers in return. Ciri breathes out, closing her eyes. Letting the silence settle around his words.
More than anything.
It's strange. He doesn't even remember, and yet--
She believes him. Completely. The same way she believed in him when she was a child, searching for a safe harbor when she'd been unmoored from her life and all those who had loved her growing up. Not because he is bound to her by Destiny. Because he is her family. ]
...I know. [ Ciri murmurs, letting the moment stretch on.
She will resume her work shortly. She'll make sure he has what he needs, get him some food (one of Jaskier's loaves of bread, which have remained surprisingly fresh). When he needs to rest, she'll leave, and when he wakes up, she will come back to do it all again tomorrow, until he can stand on his own two feet once more.
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More than anything.
It's strange. He doesn't even remember, and yet--
She believes him. Completely. The same way she believed in him when she was a child, searching for a safe harbor when she'd been unmoored from her life and all those who had loved her growing up. Not because he is bound to her by Destiny. Because he is her family. ]
...I know. [ Ciri murmurs, letting the moment stretch on.
She will resume her work shortly. She'll make sure he has what he needs, get him some food (one of Jaskier's loaves of bread, which have remained surprisingly fresh). When he needs to rest, she'll leave, and when he wakes up, she will come back to do it all again tomorrow, until he can stand on his own two feet once more.
He would do the same for her. ]