[ A heavy weight settles on his chest. Ciri is not often frightened by much. When she is, Geralt has long learned it means something...complicated. And it does not take for her to explain in full before that weight feels crushing cold. He only needs to hear it bled.
They both know about her blood. Maybe it was naive, maybe he was just being too fucking hopeful to imagine her Elder Blood would have less meaning here, in another world where they do not know of its history, its properties, where he knows she has bled before and has seen no sprouting blooms. (He has looked. He's never said, but every time he travels the desert, he looks for any signs of feainnewedd. There have been none.)
He's quiet for a moment. In the worst of ways, he cannot say it makes no sense. It does. Ciri's blood was once used in conjunction with magic and alchemy to stimulate mutations. Chaos is far stronger here. Near the Singularity itself, the source of magic could have easily reacted with her blood from proximity alone.
Any other time, he would have gone to investigate immediately. Here, it's far more complicated. Few go to that crater. He's not certain drawing attention would be a good idea. ]
Do you believe your blood drew them out of the earth? Or that...it created them? [ He suspects the answer. But he has to ask. ]
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They both know about her blood. Maybe it was naive, maybe he was just being too fucking hopeful to imagine her Elder Blood would have less meaning here, in another world where they do not know of its history, its properties, where he knows she has bled before and has seen no sprouting blooms. (He has looked. He's never said, but every time he travels the desert, he looks for any signs of feainnewedd. There have been none.)
He's quiet for a moment. In the worst of ways, he cannot say it makes no sense. It does. Ciri's blood was once used in conjunction with magic and alchemy to stimulate mutations. Chaos is far stronger here. Near the Singularity itself, the source of magic could have easily reacted with her blood from proximity alone.
Any other time, he would have gone to investigate immediately. Here, it's far more complicated. Few go to that crater. He's not certain drawing attention would be a good idea. ]
Do you believe your blood drew them out of the earth? Or that...it created them? [ He suspects the answer. But he has to ask. ]