[ it's odd, in more ways than yennefer was really prepared for, how this almost feels easy. almost, because there is still something between them, a distance that keeps her here rather than in any misconception of before. there is no hesitation to tell him what she knows, about ellya and her meetings, about what she knows by being in the court itself. she doesn't care about this war, she doesn't care about these factions, she cares only - at this point - about keeping ciri out of ellya's attentions. whatever else...
she settles in the chair, definitely still feeling sore, but when she sets herself up and looks back to him, she finds him looking right back. whether she means to or not, yennefer can see the question in them. a question that he does not ask, and she knows he won't, so yennefer just watches him back. when he pours them both a glass, she reaches over to take her own.
( it is almost easy, to have something to talk about. to have something to strategize over. it doesn't feel like she's tripping over any misconceptions, doesn't feel like she keeps trying for something she won't find.
it's easier, because at least she feels as though her expectations are right this time. that the distance here isn't new. ) ]
Is it entirely machine? Or is she making more of those- partially machine, partially chaos? [ her tone is more curious than strategic, as she takes a breath and then drinks nearly half the glass in one go. she needs one second, just one, to swallow it back before she is speaking again. ] What is she like? Your- what's her name? Reiner? Will she raze the rest of the farmland before focusing on the cities themselves?
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she settles in the chair, definitely still feeling sore, but when she sets herself up and looks back to him, she finds him looking right back. whether she means to or not, yennefer can see the question in them. a question that he does not ask, and she knows he won't, so yennefer just watches him back. when he pours them both a glass, she reaches over to take her own.
( it is almost easy, to have something to talk about. to have something to strategize over. it doesn't feel like she's tripping over any misconceptions, doesn't feel like she keeps trying for something she won't find.
it's easier, because at least she feels as though her expectations are right this time. that the distance here isn't new. ) ]
Is it entirely machine? Or is she making more of those- partially machine, partially chaos? [ her tone is more curious than strategic, as she takes a breath and then drinks nearly half the glass in one go. she needs one second, just one, to swallow it back before she is speaking again. ] What is she like? Your- what's her name? Reiner? Will she raze the rest of the farmland before focusing on the cities themselves?