Noctisardor Bypass And emptiness is all you know.

It was not long after Ciri began her careful steps that her father picked his way through the foliage to join her. She regarded him fondly, yellow eyes soft on the marrings of his dark features that she could recall from childhood as he neared, but her gaze did not linger long and nor did she pause to greet him physically. So long had they been apart that it felt inappropriate to force herself into his space again, now that the shock of their reunion the day before had passed.

So she smiled with warmth, and focused on the path before her as Mahler suggested that they hunt together. "I would," she answered simply, discomfort in her tone as she twitched a tufted ear to the buzz of a fly, "but..." she continued to stare ahead, and was suddenly very aware of how the last thing she wanted to do was disappoint him, "my body feels broken."