[Funny how quickly alarm (and that harsh edge of fear) can twist itself up and turn into something far more practiced: cold, cold resolve. Writhing anger at those who would do this.
His heart is thudding hard in his chest as he replies. (No, no, no-)]
Ciri Where are you Give me something to help me FIND you
[Get in touch with the others? Holding out? He wants something to go on; he needs to know how to reach her-]
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His heart is thudding hard in his chest as he replies. (No, no, no-)]
Ciri
Where are you
Give me something to help me FIND you
[Get in touch with the others? Holding out? He wants something to go on; he needs to know how to reach her-]