[He doubts even that. Cloud had not made friends among the Free Cities' army. He was churlish and bristly and ill-tempered; so far departed from the fresh-faced recruit he had known as they traveled to Nibelheim together.]
I wouldn't be too certain. But maybe you'll get lucky.
[And Ciri is likely better at scenting out information and rumor better than him. There is something about being dressed as a city guard that makes spines stiffen, makes a citizen's lips not nearly as loose.
He is beset, suddenly, by a vague feeling of frustration.]
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I wouldn't be too certain. But maybe you'll get lucky.
[And Ciri is likely better at scenting out information and rumor better than him. There is something about being dressed as a city guard that makes spines stiffen, makes a citizen's lips not nearly as loose.
He is beset, suddenly, by a vague feeling of frustration.]
I should have been more patient with him.