[Watching the power strain of personalities as it flows in the room from Tissaia to John and Stregobor and back keeps the glimmer of amusement in Yennefer's eyes. She looks to Geralt who is equally irritated. John openly wears his humor on his face. The door shuts and she indulges a low laugh.]
I cannot wait to leave this place.
[Though here they are. The options are so few. Yen shakes her head.]
...are we getting anywhere yet?
[It's too soon to tell. And with that interruption, who knows how long it will take.]
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I cannot wait to leave this place.
[Though here they are. The options are so few. Yen shakes her head.]
...are we getting anywhere yet?
[It's too soon to tell. And with that interruption, who knows how long it will take.]