Illyana didn't even get a chance to ask the first of a flood of questions that were swirling around in her mind before Lucien began to explain. That tight feeling in her gut had loosened and re-tightened itself as he spoke. She didn't know whether to feel relieved or more anxious about the whole thing. Lucien's hesitancy made her nervous, but she knew that he would never do anything that would put their troupe in danger. This was something she would just have to trust him on.

But this was not her only concern. 

[color=598527]"Well,"[/color] she began once Lucien had finished,[color=598527] "I can't say I'm relieved, but I'm glad the two of you aren't hurt. I didn't [i]get[/i] anything while you were away, and that's a good sign."[/color] Her eyes dropped to the ground, her fingers twisting together as he bit her lip in the posture of thinking and considering. 

After a beat, she said, [color=598527]"This might be hard to pinpoint, but...what was he like? Did either of you,"[/color] she glanced between Ivory and Lucien, [color=598527]"notice anything...off? You can save the details for the meeting tomorrow, but I need to know if you sensed something wrong."[/color] This information may help her in diagnosing the initial vision she had had of Geralt and getting to the bottom of the feelings of dread that surrounded him in her mind.