Geralt was pleased to see that Ivory had taken her first displacement so well. The first time he had done it, he'd vomited, but that was a long time ago and he had been pushed much farther through space. He smiled at her, noting the stumble but not commenting on it. There was no need, he could tell the sensation had not been all too pleasant for the vampiress.

Still, he applauded her gumption. He smiled, cocking his head slightly, and said, [color=crimson]"That's what I like to hear."[/color] He took a long sidestep towards her and reached out again, this time not pausing before he tapped her on the shoulder.

This time, he sent her to the middle of the room. The height change would be a little jarring, he knew, but the distance was still not as far from here to there and here to backstage. She reappeared exactly where she was supposed to.

[i][color=crimson]You are giving this away already...I thought you might be more prudent with our skills.[/color][/i] The voice said, scolding him.

[i][color=crimson]Oh, please. They were going to find out anyway. The more secretive I am, the more they will ask. Better this way.[/color][/i]