Illyana nodded as she felt herself coming fully out of her daze. She had another sip of water, [color=598527]"It should be a busy night..."[/color] she said, half listening.

Every time she thought she may be coming around to the idea of Geralt joining them, something else made her reset her feelings to their default. It was clear he was bad news, and the energies she was receiving were definitely try to tell her something more. For her, visions could be vastly different depending on the situation. She'd often had ones of this kind, sudden bursts of strong emotions as she touched an object. Occasionally, when clients asked her to contact the spirits of the dead, which she couldn't really do, she would offer to read from one of their loved one's possessions and interpret a message based on the burst of emotional energy she experienced. This was similar to that, but far more intense.

At Lucien's next question, she looked at him as if she had forgotten his presence, [color=598527]"Hm? Oh, yes...I'm fine. Just...you said that card appeared in your pocket after you left? Did he ever get close enough to leave it on the two of you?"[/color] Lucien was kind and accommodating, like Illyana herself, and often sacrificed his comfort for the "greater good", which, in this case, would have been accepting uncomfortable proximity with Geralt so as not to offend him. Ivory, on the other hand, would never do this, especially given her reaction to the man. Illyana doubted that this had been simple sleight of hand, but she needed more details before she could rule it out.