[ The moment she appears, Geralt stands. Then she's coming towards him—and he doesn't think twice about wrapping her up in his arms. It's funny. He'd been...not unconcerned, but not yet letting himself fret when he'd had little more to go on than Jaskier's assurances that Ciri had promised him she was on her way home, that no one was hurt.
But now that she's here, he can tell not everything is all right. ]
Ciri. [ He pulls back a little to look at her—not that injuries always appear in the Horizon, but it's instinct all the same. There's slight furrow to his brow. ] Are you okay?
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But now that she's here, he can tell not everything is all right. ]
Ciri. [ He pulls back a little to look at her—not that injuries always appear in the Horizon, but it's instinct all the same. There's slight furrow to his brow. ] Are you okay?