[ it sneaks out of him, how genuine the sound is. oh, ciri isn't here for geralt. oh, ciri has come by and geralt's not here and she's not. leaving. oh. sam could have let himself hesitate over that realization, if he gave himself the time, but instead he's already heading back inside and moving back to the food he'd been working on and he lets ciri wander inside.
this is as much her space as it is anyone else's. somewhere she's spent more time than she probably has ever wanted to. if ciri is quiet for any stretch of time, sam does end up filling it - casually, not importantly, but with a sort of polite host-y-ness that doesn't make any of this feel weird.
at least - up until she speaks, and sam stills in the kitchen.
alina. gone. sam feels a tension filter through him. a tension that forces him to swallow, before he can really speak, his eyes still on the counter. ]
Gone? [ and then, when he does finally look up and over to where ciri's standing, there is a kind of. guarded stillness in his expression. the last few months hit him a bit suddenly at that. his worry for her, the heartbreak when she left, how he'd searched and searched and search for mal. for peter. he'd convinced himself she'd made it to thorne. that it would all work out. god, is he really that stupid? ] You're sure?
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[ it sneaks out of him, how genuine the sound is. oh, ciri isn't here for geralt. oh, ciri has come by and geralt's not here and she's not. leaving. oh. sam could have let himself hesitate over that realization, if he gave himself the time, but instead he's already heading back inside and moving back to the food he'd been working on and he lets ciri wander inside.
this is as much her space as it is anyone else's. somewhere she's spent more time than she probably has ever wanted to. if ciri is quiet for any stretch of time, sam does end up filling it - casually, not importantly, but with a sort of polite host-y-ness that doesn't make any of this feel weird.
at least - up until she speaks, and sam stills in the kitchen.
alina. gone. sam feels a tension filter through him. a tension that forces him to swallow, before he can really speak, his eyes still on the counter. ]
Gone? [ and then, when he does finally look up and over to where ciri's standing, there is a kind of. guarded stillness in his expression. the last few months hit him a bit suddenly at that. his worry for her, the heartbreak when she left, how he'd searched and searched and search for mal. for peter. he'd convinced himself she'd made it to thorne. that it would all work out. god, is he really that stupid? ] You're sure?