[ Maybe Ciri senses the regret. Maybe it's something in his eyes, while she watches him take in the vista. She slows to a stop beside him (keeping Nixie tightly reined so she doesn't ruin the moment with her petty horse squabbles), and gives them both a moment to just look. Enjoy it. ]

Back on the Continent, in my sphere... [ she confesses, quietly. ]

All I did was roam. Going from one place to another, never stopping long. [ She was running, not exactly traveling, not the way he means it. Still, though. ]

I rarely got a chance to explore one place so thoroughly. To become part of it, in a way I haven't been since-- [ Her home was ravaged and her people were massacred. ] I was very young.

You know... I used to hate the desert.