[Cassandra will be happy to do so with Geralt as often as she can. She quite likes him. A good chase can be nice, sometimes. Perhaps they’ll have to make that a bit literal, later. A chase through the Wilds. He’ll have the advantage, of course. But she does like a challenge.
He comes to join her on the bench and she shifts a little to face him.]
I’ll do better, next time. Promise.
[And then she’s leaning forward, hand coming up to cradle his cheek as she kisses him. It’s a slow, lingering kiss, full of promise.]
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He comes to join her on the bench and she shifts a little to face him.]
I’ll do better, next time. Promise.
[And then she’s leaning forward, hand coming up to cradle his cheek as she kisses him. It’s a slow, lingering kiss, full of promise.]