Geralt nodded his understanding at Lucien's explanation. Of course, he'd known that his little stunt would upset Ivory and he cared not a flap about that. Currently, he wasn't quite sure if he could do anything that did not somehow raise that woman's ire. It would be nice not to have to be in close quarters with her while they traveled. Some much needed alone time would be caught up with on the road...er, well as alone as he could get, anyway.

He preferred to let the Ringleader think that his little apology had placated him, for the time being at least. He didn't want the man worrying over him only three days after they'd met. Though it was early on, The Magician could sense that he had broken through some wall, just a shark could smell blood in the water from miles away. Geralt had no doubt that the time would come for he and the Frenchman to explore their relationship with more...depth. In response to Lucien's explanation, he simply said, [color=crimson]"Of course. I am sure you are nothing but a friend of the arts, with great respect for their integrity. I appreciate the freedom you have bestowed upon me and the others."[/color]

He was not surprised when the man turned him down, and his initial reaction was to ask if he could join the Ringleader for his plans, but he held himself back from doing so. Now was not the time for the two of them, and he found himself craving more attention than the man was willing to give, he would have to make due with what he could find in town. Still, curiosity at these "plans" tugged at him. Maybe he would do a bit of reconnaissance, if he was going to be in town anyway.

He did not show any signs of disappointment at Lucien's rejection of his offer, and in fact the Magician could tell that he was even a bit disappointed himself. He merely smiled, nodded, and said, [color=crimson]"Alas, patron, but they do say 'c'est la vie' for a reason. I will be waiting to cash that check."[/color] Winking, he turned on his heel and walked off, whistling a tune from days long past.