[ That... hadn't occurred to her as a possibility. Ciri stares at him, jaw tight, brows drawn. She crosses her arms under her chest, watching Geralt pet the wolf for a few moments as she does her best to process this new information, trying to piece together what it could mean. What consequences, heretofore unconsidered, are suddenly a salient possibility.
She hadn't thought Yennefer might remember only up to a point. She'd assumed that Yennefer would have either experienced what Geralt and Jaskier did, or not. Ciri certainly hadn't expected she might lose her magic. However these visions -- dreams, memories, whatever they are -- work, clearly they are more capable of affecting someone than should be possible. (Then again, what is possible, anyway? The word is meaningless at this point.) Ciri thinks of Jaskier's bruises.
She closes her eyes. Lets out a slow, measured breath. ]
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She hadn't thought Yennefer might remember only up to a point. She'd assumed that Yennefer would have either experienced what Geralt and Jaskier did, or not. Ciri certainly hadn't expected she might lose her magic. However these visions -- dreams, memories, whatever they are -- work, clearly they are more capable of affecting someone than should be possible. (Then again, what is possible, anyway? The word is meaningless at this point.) Ciri thinks of Jaskier's bruises.
She closes her eyes. Lets out a slow, measured breath. ]
What else did she say?
Why wasn't she responding?