[ CLOSED ] head down, hands up

[gynvael]

Who: Geralt + Various
When: April
Where: Cadens; Horizon; Aquila
What: Catch-all, including a road trip with the bestie
Warnings: Blanket for the usual where Witcher canon is concerned



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[gynvael]

[ There's a small smile in return. He's learned, maybe, as Ciri continues how much he should prod her not to push too hard and how much he knows pushing is needed. He's been as stubborn as she was once. (Probably still is, in several ways.)

He shows her a few different methods of approaching it, but by and large, he lets her instincts guide her. It surprises him a little, how right it feels, being out here with her. As though he'd been wanting this without realizing it. Because he remembers training her, has that in his past now (or is it his future?), but he'd also accepted that in Abraxas, with Ciri several years older and more skilled than most men, he hasn't much left to teach her.

Which is good. It is. It means he taught her well. But the loss of those memories bothers him deep down. Like he missed a long road. Missed those years of them together that he can't get back.

This is—it fills that space, maybe. Being able to watch her learn anew, frustrations and all.

When the sun grows lower in the sky and their supply of food and water begin to dwindle, he gathers his sword—which he's been oiling while he watches her—and readies to leave.

He walks towards her, waits patiently by the spot under a shaded cliff she's chosen. ] We'll practice some more tomorrow.