[ Ciri notices the way Rinwell gives her a wide berth, timidly slipping into the chair across the table. Broaching her question with caution, like she expects Ciri to snap at her or worse.
She hadn't meant to scare the girl.
Ciri sighs, letting her head fall back into her hands, shoulders slumping. ]
It's Geralt. Something's happened. He should have come home, and he didn't.
Jaskier and I are leaving on the morn to look for him.
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She hadn't meant to scare the girl.
Ciri sighs, letting her head fall back into her hands, shoulders slumping. ]
It's Geralt. Something's happened. He should have come home, and he didn't.
Jaskier and I are leaving on the morn to look for him.