[color=crimson]"Ich weiß das du wirst."[/color] Geralt said aloud to Aurel's comment as they left, then followed Ivory toward the big top.

She was walking fast, which wasn't surprising to Geralt. He was sure that Ivory wanted to get this over with as quickly as she could, she would not be pleased to spend more time with him than absolutely necessary. This was unfortunate for her, because Geralt the Great was a perfectionist. If it was his job to close out the show with a bang, he was going to make sure that he did it right, from start to finish, and this included their transition. Although he knew Ivory was stubborn from the moment he met her, he also knew that she was dedicated to her craft. He could tell this mostly by how well-toned the muscles in her legs and abdomen were. In his experience, vampires didn't need to do much in the way of working out to maintain their trim and lithe figures, but it was clear to him that Ivory was putting in the extra effort, to dazzling effect. In fact, he was glad that she was walking so fast as it allowed him a wonderful view on the way inside.

Once they were in, he followed her to the stage and watched her leap up. Those muscles certainly served her well. He was about to begin speaking, when the girl beat him to the punch. He raised an eyebrow, but dutifully listened to her explanation. As he did so, he made his way over to one of the chairs, pulled it into the center of the space and took a seat in it. He crossed one leg over the other and held his knee with both hands as he watched Ivory's explanation, listening and watching intently everything she laid out for him. The layout she described made sense, but he had suspected nothing less from a man of Lucien's talents.

After she finished speaking, he merely stared up at her. She did abide this for a while, placing a hand on her hip as she looked down at him. When he still did not speak, she waved her other hand and said, [color=darkgray]"Did you get all of that?"[/color]

Geralt nodded and shrugged, [color=crimson]"Of course. I'm simply waiting."[/color]

He could almost see her holding back an eyeroll, [color=darkgray]"For?"[/color] she asked, somewhat aggressively. [color=darkgray]"I'm done explaining."[/color]

Geralt held back a sigh, [color=crimson]"I don't think you are,"[/color] he said, maintaining his smirk throughout the exchange, [color=crimson]"I need to see the rest."[/color]