[ He resists the urge to sigh and resigns himself to the circumstances. Is this the consequence of him and Yen finally being on speaking terms again? (He's not complaining. Not truly.)
He leans back against one of Yennefer's dressers while she pours the wine. Like her, he too has access to the limitless magic of the Horizon. Unlike her, he takes no advantage, and where some of his hair has fallen loose, that's where it stays. He folds his arms across his chest.
When Ciri offers him the wine, he takes it, waiting for Yennefer to impart what it is she learned. His eyes linger on Yennefer's bare shoulder for just a moment.
1 million years later
He leans back against one of Yennefer's dressers while she pours the wine. Like her, he too has access to the limitless magic of the Horizon. Unlike her, he takes no advantage, and where some of his hair has fallen loose, that's where it stays. He folds his arms across his chest.
When Ciri offers him the wine, he takes it, waiting for Yennefer to impart what it is she learned. His eyes linger on Yennefer's bare shoulder for just a moment.
Always a next time, he supposes. ]