Noctisardor Bypass And emptiness is all you know.

You wanna fade here?

She felt it, the weight of their sorrow - shared in some ways, but very different in others. Ciri did not wish to dwell on it and nor did she wish to pry. Her father seemed to share similar thoughts, as he tried to divert their conversation toward a new topic.

Bright eyes followed Mahler's frosted gaze, and she was swift to find the long-legged form of a doe. It stood quietly, ears twitching, and Ciri wondered if it had companions close by. It didn't seem afraid, not really, but she could see caution in the way it regarded the forest.

Ciri did not avert her stare. She continued watching, regarding her father's suggestion with a sway of a raven ear toward him, and nodded.