[ Good save, Claude. Ciri quirks an eyebrow at him, momentarily distracted from her examination of the pastries. They seem to have been deemed acceptable, since she takes one out of the box to stick in her mouth while she leads them over to the table by the kitchen. Inside, the house is covered in Jaskier's plants, and the leosylph Coram peeks out from inside one of them, watching Claude suspiciously. ]
All right. Does this conversation require wine, or do you want coffee or tea for the pastries?
[ See, she can be a decent host. Doesn't have to be feral all the time. ]
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All right. Does this conversation require wine, or do you want coffee or tea for the pastries?
[ See, she can be a decent host. Doesn't have to be feral all the time. ]