Yennefer doesn't use her device much either, minus when she was communicating with Tech. There's a pang of guilt when she thinks of her friend and what she's going through. Enough that it keeps her in hiding afterwards. Well, that and the fangs.
She especially didn't know how to face Geralt. He was a monster created to fight monsters, what would he think of her looking more monstrous? Even if she has her freedom it came with sacrifice and a cost that she wasn't sure was worth it.
So she hid, like a coward. And when she hears the knock on the door she hazards a guess at who might be on the other side -- it's not like she has a lot of people who would come visit her.
And less that can or want to right now.
So she makes her way to the door, opening it.
"Geralt." Between his heightened senses and the slight slur to her voice that's still there as she adjusts to the fangs...well, they should be rather obvious.
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Yennefer doesn't use her device much either, minus when she was communicating with Tech. There's a pang of guilt when she thinks of her friend and what she's going through. Enough that it keeps her in hiding afterwards. Well, that and the fangs.
She especially didn't know how to face Geralt. He was a monster created to fight monsters, what would he think of her looking more monstrous? Even if she has her freedom it came with sacrifice and a cost that she wasn't sure was worth it.
So she hid, like a coward. And when she hears the knock on the door she hazards a guess at who might be on the other side -- it's not like she has a lot of people who would come visit her.
And less that can or want to right now.
So she makes her way to the door, opening it.
"Geralt." Between his heightened senses and the slight slur to her voice that's still there as she adjusts to the fangs...well, they should be rather obvious.