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[thecookery]

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[thecookery]

[Enjoy this baffled look in return.]

If that's true, you've had a sadder life than I thought, mate. That or you're well cracked.

[ichaer]

I thought the Grey Warden stuff gave that away already. [ A beat. ] The first part not the second part.

[ Hmm! ]

But... Maker that might be true too. I do live in a cold valley and spend my nights either not sleeping or having a lot of shit darkspawn dreams. So, yeah this is actually nice for me.

[thecookery]

[She doesn't say anything, but boy does she make a grumbly, dissatisfied noise at that last bit. She doesn't like the thought of it, Ciri living like that every night, but it's not as if Avery can do anything about it, right? How annoying is that?]

[ichaer]

Hmm?

[ She asks tilting her head again with raised brows. Avery did say something, right? Ultimately, she raises her arms into the air and slides under the water to completely cover her head. Ciri pops up a moment later with a sputter of water but now everything is a little clearer again. ]

Enough about me. Have you had a chance to practice with the daggers?