[ His hips rise a little to meet her as he bends forward to kiss the dip in her collarbone while she talks. He cups the curve of her breast in his hand. Wild magic sounds like a fitting term. It's something to think about more carefully, when he's less occupied, though he mulls over it nonetheless.
He wonders if it possibly might help Ciri. Her magic is not exactly stable, either, though he can't tell what's truly interference from the Singularity and what is simply Ciri's fear that she isn't capable of controlling herself. Perhaps both is the real answer. ]
It suits you. [ Learning it, he means, the way that she describes. He's curious, but the comment is vaguely distracted, his hand gliding up her leg, underneath where her dress has pooled around them. ]
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He wonders if it possibly might help Ciri. Her magic is not exactly stable, either, though he can't tell what's truly interference from the Singularity and what is simply Ciri's fear that she isn't capable of controlling herself. Perhaps both is the real answer. ]
It suits you. [ Learning it, he means, the way that she describes. He's curious, but the comment is vaguely distracted, his hand gliding up her leg, underneath where her dress has pooled around them. ]