[ She stops again, struggling to figure out what to say. And why. Does she want to protest because she thinks he's wrong? Or because she thinks he doesn't mean it? Because she isn't sure it's possible?
Simply because she's... afraid?
In a surge of desperation so shocking in its intensity it leaves her lightheaded, Ciri grabs a fistful of his tunic, gripping tight. Her heart pounds in her head, a tangle of thoughts trying to explode out of her at once, sharp shards of memories and hopes and fears all crashing against each other in a horrible din that won't let her fucking think.
She breathes in sharply, staring up at Geralt's steady eyes. ]
Do you really think it's possible?
[ Geralt has not lived through the parts of his future that brought her here. But he is here. And the way he and Jaskier (and Yennefer) had experienced memories they shouldn't have had yet still leaves her uneasy about it all.
At the same time though, he hadn't actually left. Maybe this is how it will be -- time fractured, having to catch up all at once due to some glitch in the Singularity's (or her) magic. They still don't know what caused it, and Geralt's theory that it's her makes an unfortunate amount of sense. She is the connecting factor. She is bridging their past and their future.
...as long as she is here, it's impossible that Geralt won't suffer the fate he has in her past. And yet, she still desperately wonders if she can protect him from it anyway. If things have already changed. If what he and Jaskier and Yennefer 'remembered' are only echoes.
Ciri leans forward, pressing her forehead to his chest. ]
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[ She stops again, struggling to figure out what to say. And why. Does she want to protest because she thinks he's wrong? Or because she thinks he doesn't mean it? Because she isn't sure it's possible?
Simply because she's... afraid?
In a surge of desperation so shocking in its intensity it leaves her lightheaded, Ciri grabs a fistful of his tunic, gripping tight. Her heart pounds in her head, a tangle of thoughts trying to explode out of her at once, sharp shards of memories and hopes and fears all crashing against each other in a horrible din that won't let her fucking think.
She breathes in sharply, staring up at Geralt's steady eyes. ]
Do you really think it's possible?
[ Geralt has not lived through the parts of his future that brought her here. But he is here. And the way he and Jaskier (and Yennefer) had experienced memories they shouldn't have had yet still leaves her uneasy about it all.
At the same time though, he hadn't actually left. Maybe this is how it will be -- time fractured, having to catch up all at once due to some glitch in the Singularity's (or her) magic. They still don't know what caused it, and Geralt's theory that it's her makes an unfortunate amount of sense. She is the connecting factor. She is bridging their past and their future.
...as long as she is here, it's impossible that Geralt won't suffer the fate he has in her past. And yet, she still desperately wonders if she can protect him from it anyway. If things have already changed. If what he and Jaskier and Yennefer 'remembered' are only echoes.
Ciri leans forward, pressing her forehead to his chest. ]
Are you sure?