[ It's an easy, comfortable trip spent mostly in familiar silence. She has an idea of where to go, somewhere she's practiced before, and they tie up their horses nearby to give themselves room. Geralt had suggested somewhere with mixed terrain, but luckily there are plenty of rocks and hills and caves in the desert.
She watches him. The Sign is not unfamiliar, but she pays dutifully close attention anyway, as if she might suddenly be struck by some sort of new revelation. In the end, all she has to do is try it. ]
How long did it take you to learn it?
[ When the glow dissipates, she steps forward to make an attempt of her own. Ciri forms the sign with her hand, at first without any intent behind it, just to see. Then, she tries again, focused on the cave entrance. She imagines the glow Geralt had put there a minute ago, a containment, attempting to replicate it.
There is a flash of light across the entrance of the cave, sharper than the faint glow from before, but it only lasts a moment. ]
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She watches him. The Sign is not unfamiliar, but she pays dutifully close attention anyway, as if she might suddenly be struck by some sort of new revelation. In the end, all she has to do is try it. ]
How long did it take you to learn it?
[ When the glow dissipates, she steps forward to make an attempt of her own. Ciri forms the sign with her hand, at first without any intent behind it, just to see. Then, she tries again, focused on the cave entrance. She imagines the glow Geralt had put there a minute ago, a containment, attempting to replicate it.
There is a flash of light across the entrance of the cave, sharper than the faint glow from before, but it only lasts a moment. ]
Oh, bollocks.