[ Ciri's been out a lot recently, doing odd jobs as usual but now with the added urgency of recent events; even if the battle is won, theoretically, by the Free Cities in the short term, anxiety remains high and the roads haven't gotten less dangerous. Plenty of work to keep her busy, and plenty of thoughts to keep at bay that keeping busy helps to quiet.
But by some whim of fate, Claude gets lucky. It's shortly after John arrives, and since that time, Ciri's kept a little closer to home. He's also possibly lucky that it's she who answers the door, with a quizzical look on her face, and not someone else. ]
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But by some whim of fate, Claude gets lucky. It's shortly after John arrives, and since that time, Ciri's kept a little closer to home. He's also possibly lucky that it's she who answers the door, with a quizzical look on her face, and not someone else. ]
...hello, Claude.
To what do I owe the pleasure?