Geralt listened intently to Akane's explanation, his eyes flicking briefly to her shadow and back when he sensed movement. That change, it couldn't have been a trick of the light. Was this something the two of them had in common? Only time and exposure would tell him that. 

He couldn't help but admire the light dancing in Akane's eyes as she spoke with him. She had a youthful vigor about her in every aspect of her interactions with others; from her dance, to a conversation, she was animated and engaging. Geralt found himself admiring that, and remembering what it was like when he was young and full of hope...

He pushed those thoughts from his mind and gave Akane a toothy grin, missing some of its characteristic edge. [color=crimson]"Aren't you just a charmer...I respect that you give credit where credit is due, but no one could do that dancing for you, remember that."[/color] He gave her a wink, then nodded to Lucien, [color=crimson]"Oh, she's brimming with natural talent, I can see that from a mile away. I'm excited to meet this...Cora you mentioned, especially if she helped to inspire something so breathtaking."[/color] He could tell that Akane was pleased by his compliments, and even though he was laying them on thick, he knew when to quit. 

He leaned away from Akane, and gestured to the ringleader. [color=crimson]"After you. And until next time, rote schönheit."[/color] He added to Akane, and waited for Lucien to lead the way.