[ Ciri knows Geralt is out for at least the day, possibly two. For once, she isn't here to see Geralt.
As a familiar face, she's quickly allowed up the stairs without question. The landlady says she hasn't seen Sam leave again today, though it's no guarantee. Ciri had considered sending a message, but-- well, she doesn't trust them much, and it had felt somehow. Not enough. She would have liked more than a note or a magical floating letter, herself. It feels like she owes Sam at least this much.
If he doesn't answer the door, she'll leave a message with Magpie. For now, she knocks. ]
early january.
As a familiar face, she's quickly allowed up the stairs without question. The landlady says she hasn't seen Sam leave again today, though it's no guarantee. Ciri had considered sending a message, but-- well, she doesn't trust them much, and it had felt somehow. Not enough. She would have liked more than a note or a magical floating letter, herself. It feels like she owes Sam at least this much.
If he doesn't answer the door, she'll leave a message with Magpie. For now, she knocks. ]