Geralt leaned away at Aurel's response, displeased but keeping it hidden. The way this boy cowered...it was almost pathetic. Very un-German of him. While he had been quite impressed upon seeing his dance, that feeling was waning with every second in his presence.

[i][color=crimson]Cull the weak ones...[/color][/i]

It was no matter, however, once the two of them got more acquainted, he was sure the nervousness would fade. Geralt would be sure to keep an eye out for the opportune moment to get more information, and he was fairly sure he knew where to start.

[color=crimson]"Oh, of course, look at the time!"[/color] He said when Lucien broke the silence. [color=crimson]"I know not all of us are night-owls,"[/color] he said and then looked to each member as he spoke, [color=crimson]"It was lovely meeting all of you, I look forward to our...achievements together."[/color] He smiled graciously and bowed slightly, watching at Akane and Cora left. 

Cora nodded vigorously at Lucien's statements, smiling brightly. She was just glad to see that no one was hurt earlier when the snake overreacted. She took Akane's hand happily, but looked over her shoulder as the Kitsune lead her outside. She and Geralt made eye contact, and she made sure to smile and wave at him as they left. His mouth twitched into a suave smile, and he winked at her in response. She felt her cheeks grow warm and she turned away. Then, just before the two were out of earshot, she turned to Akane and said, loudly enough for everyone to hear, [color=00a99d]"I'm not sure what all the fuss was about, he doesn't seem so bad to me!"[/color]

Geralt, upon hearing this, let his eyes slide over to Lucien but said nothing. Now was not the time.

The two men made their way out of the tent shortly after and across the grounds, Geralt swinging his briefcase next to him as they walked. Although, it had not been there moments before, he preferred to use it as a prop to keep his hands busy. [color=crimson]"Oh,"[/color] he said in response to Lucien's comment, [color=crimson]"No need to apologize at all. It is a lovely group of performers you have here, and so...eclectic! Far superior to any I have seen in the past. I am humbled to be among them."[/color] He lied straight through his teeth on this last part. Not a single one of them held a candle to him, but he wasn't about to say that.

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Illyana had simply nodded at Geralt's statements to them, her mouth set into a hard line across her face. She did not look distressed or upset, simply neutral, so as to give nothing away of her mood. She had no doubt that while she was trying to gain more information about the man, he was trying to do the same to each and every one of them.

She had just begun to walk off when Ivory approached her and Aurel, so she stopped. She quickly peered around the taller woman's shoulder to make sure Lucien and the magician had left before she responded. [color=598527]"There is obviously something off about him...but I still can't pinpoint it."[/color] So far, all of Geralt's behavior in the short time that they had spent together were rapid firing through her mind's eye. [color=598527]"He seems polite enough, but I think it's an act. Did you see his face when Licorice tried to strike him?"[/color] She looked to Aurel, then at Ivory, unsure if either of them had gotten a good look at his expression.