[ Jayce fully expected to be waiting for them when they arrived, having been ready all morning and buzzing with anxiety. He knows he won't feel fully better until he puts eyes on the two of them. He spots them and hurries over, a bag slung over his shoulder with Viktor's cane and a sword for Ciri. He feels like he can breathe again upon spotting him, pulling out the cane as he comes closer, half-running straight at Viktor.
He slows down a few feet away, eyes fixed on him, the last time he sprung a hug on him, it was too much too fast. They were in a bad place when this all started, but now they're not. He's alive. Jayce puts out his arms in a very obvious motion as he comes closer, but he's ready to be stopped. ]
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He slows down a few feet away, eyes fixed on him, the last time he sprung a hug on him, it was too much too fast. They were in a bad place when this all started, but now they're not. He's alive. Jayce puts out his arms in a very obvious motion as he comes closer, but he's ready to be stopped. ]