[ Geralt doesn't answer. He doesn't believe it's quite so deliberate—a flash of power, absorbed by them for a brief moment from the Singularity's own loss of control—which explains its haphazard nature. But he knows the specifics is not the point. It's not what has Ciri upset.
Now what. That's a good question. He releases a breath and since she doesn't pull away, he slides his arm around her shoulders. ]
Now we face what lies ahead. Together. Same as always.
[ It doesn't matter if they've walked this path before, or what has caused it. Not for this. Ciri is right: if not one thing, then five others. If they had not received their rush of memories, something else would come along to throw their lives into chaos. To shatter what little calm they've found. That is simply how the world works.
At least now he knows. What Yennefer has done. What she may still do. It hurts, but it's better than finding out too late, the truth. ]
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Now what. That's a good question. He releases a breath and since she doesn't pull away, he slides his arm around her shoulders. ]
Now we face what lies ahead. Together. Same as always.
[ It doesn't matter if they've walked this path before, or what has caused it. Not for this. Ciri is right: if not one thing, then five others. If they had not received their rush of memories, something else would come along to throw their lives into chaos. To shatter what little calm they've found. That is simply how the world works.
At least now he knows. What Yennefer has done. What she may still do. It hurts, but it's better than finding out too late, the truth. ]