[ yennefer catches the weight of the sigh more than anything, and as thancred turns his face to the ceiling, the sky through the glass. she listens, because she can tell when something is more weighted than otherwise, and for all the time she and thancred (and stephen) have spent together, this feels like something else. less light, less easy.
five years. which means this place, this process, isn't new to him. he is used to being pulled across spheres, into new worlds. and if he was truly caught in that last one for five years, this must have felt no time at all.
her attention turns to the girl again, to her speech, words important and meaningful even though she still looks so young. part of her knows that this moment means something significant to thancred, if only because why else would she be seeing it? but the heaviness of it makes her feel...uncomfortable, isn't the word exactly, because she's not uncomfortable. if anything, there is almost something about it that feels familiar.
like she has been an outsider to a similar moment, a similar bond.
still, for now, she nods. looks from the other who says thancred's name back to the thancred she is standing with. who is watching this for not the first time.
this is... when we had to bid each other farewell. ]
She's very impressive. [ yennefer means the speech, but her eyes are still on the circle in front of her. on this response thancred is about to have. ] Are we about to hear your speech as well? [ the slightest joke, a hint of a smile, yennefer tests the waters to see if this is something thancred would rather be brought out of, or if he's okay to get swept up. ]
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five years. which means this place, this process, isn't new to him. he is used to being pulled across spheres, into new worlds. and if he was truly caught in that last one for five years, this must have felt no time at all.
her attention turns to the girl again, to her speech, words important and meaningful even though she still looks so young. part of her knows that this moment means something significant to thancred, if only because why else would she be seeing it? but the heaviness of it makes her feel...uncomfortable, isn't the word exactly, because she's not uncomfortable. if anything, there is almost something about it that feels familiar.
like she has been an outsider to a similar moment, a similar bond.
still, for now, she nods. looks from the other who says thancred's name back to the thancred she is standing with. who is watching this for not the first time.
this is... when we had to bid each other farewell. ]
She's very impressive. [ yennefer means the speech, but her eyes are still on the circle in front of her. on this response thancred is about to have. ] Are we about to hear your speech as well? [ the slightest joke, a hint of a smile, yennefer tests the waters to see if this is something thancred would rather be brought out of, or if he's okay to get swept up. ]