[ She doesn't exactly flinch, but the sense of tension winds tighter across Ciri's shoulders and the set of her jaw, her arms pressed into the tabletop like she's trying to keep herself grounded there. So she won't reel back, or withdraw, or simply fucking leave.
Honestly, she'd hoped Yennefer would say something else. That she would admit to the political advantages with more enthusiasm, or explain the strategic value of Geralt's sacrifice in the grand scheme of their goals here -- access to the Singularity, to some more powerful magic, something like that. It would be easier that way. Maybe.
Maybe it wouldn't twist the guilt like a knife in her gut. Again.
Ciri breathes out slowly, closing her eyes a fraction longer than a blink. ]
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Honestly, she'd hoped Yennefer would say something else. That she would admit to the political advantages with more enthusiasm, or explain the strategic value of Geralt's sacrifice in the grand scheme of their goals here -- access to the Singularity, to some more powerful magic, something like that. It would be easier that way. Maybe.
Maybe it wouldn't twist the guilt like a knife in her gut. Again.
Ciri breathes out slowly, closing her eyes a fraction longer than a blink. ]
All right. I understand the advantage.
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