[ Ciri stares at him a beat, then just... sighs. A very Geralt-like sigh, somehow.
She ignores him, and reaches for the mugs instead, ladling out some of the rich brown liquid into each and sliding one steaming cup back to Jaskier before turning off the flame, picking up her own mug, and bring it to the table so they can sit and enjoy it. ]
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She ignores him, and reaches for the mugs instead, ladling out some of the rich brown liquid into each and sliding one steaming cup back to Jaskier before turning off the flame, picking up her own mug, and bring it to the table so they can sit and enjoy it. ]
What do you think?