Geralt's eyes narrowed at the pause at the table. He was well aware that everyone was looking at the two of them, waiting for the other shoe to drop, but he only had eyes for Ivory. When she answered, he cocked his head to the side, let a small silence linger, and then leaned back in his chair. [color=crimson]"Well, you know what they say: 'show me the light, and I'll show you the shadow it casts.'"[/color] Throughout this exchange, he never took his eyes from the Lancer de Couteau.

Illyana, sensing that this conversation was about to head into dangerous territory, took it upon herself to stop it before it got any worse. Jolting up from the table, she coughed and looked around at everyone. [color=598527]"Well, I'm done." [/color]She said, a little too loudly, [color=598527]"Would you like me to take your dishes..."[/color] looking around, she noticed only Aurel had food on a plate in front of him, but he was nearly done, [color=598527]"Aurel?"[/color] She looked at him expectantly, hoping this distraction was enough to end the conversation between Ivory and the Magician.

Cora looked up a Illyana and tilted her head, curious as to what was going on with this sudden interruption.