[ There's a chuckle from Ciri but it is mostly hidden behind another sip of her drink. She has enough decency not to outright stare but the scars and burns are hard to miss. It remind her of her own scarring on her back, her gift from the fires at Weisshaupt and shakes her head.
The very last thing she wanted to think about was scar, burns or anything of the sort. Instead she turns, grabbing for another bottle and holding it out for Avery to take. ]
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The very last thing she wanted to think about was scar, burns or anything of the sort. Instead she turns, grabbing for another bottle and holding it out for Avery to take. ]
Damn good stuff from Antiva.