Ciri leans over a bit to study the map of the sky and stars, despite the fact it is still light out. That's one way to pinpoint a direction. "What a fascinating device. Where did you get it?"

While Jesper removes layers of clothing, Ciri draws her hood up over her head to protect against this sun. Her clothes are made of light cloth, but they cover nearly every inch of skin, up to the fingerless gloves. Though she's gotten used to the Free Cities' desert, developing a tan hasn't really happened; she's just gotten a few more freckles, and a better sense of what to do to avoid sunburn.

"We'll probably take a break to wait out the midday heat soon," she points out mildly at Jesper's suggestion. "A few rounds of cards may pass the time."