Geralt leaned back as Aurel turned around, clearly startled. He maintained his smile until the young man's first question. To this, he shrugged and said, [color=crimson]"Hm, is that so? I don't mean to pry, but you sounded a bit...concerned."[/color] The Magician then made his way over to the coffee pot. It was no longer hot, as he liked it, so he lit the fire underneath with a snap of his fingers and took a seat near it while he waited.

Interesting...was Aurel trying to cover something up or was his confusion genuine? Geralt knew that the lad's face would betray his lie, so he discounted that. His eyes flashed to the snake wrapped around Aurel's shoulders under a blanket briefly, before falling back onto the young man's face. So, he was speaking with the creature, this was even more interesting than phantom voices. Geralt, at least, was too used to those for it to be shocking any more.

At Aurel's question, the Magician simply shook his head. [color=crimson]"Ah, I'll rest once, and if, I'm dead, junger mann."[/color] There was a bit of a pause as Geralt's eyes narrowed as he looked directly into those across from him. When he spoke, he switched to German. [color=crimson]"How would you say I'm...adjusting?"[/color] He tilted his head slightly, a lightly sinister glint catching his dark eyes.

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Illyana shook her head, a small smile touching her lips briefly before it disappeared, [color=598527]"No need for apologies, Lucien, I know you had a late night."[/color] She noted that his aura was a bit dimmer and smaller than normal, though it was still radiant. He must have tired himself out in town somehow. Or maybe it was the stress of adding their new member and dealing with all of them at the same time, in addition to their money troubles. He wore it well, but Illy was one of the few people he couldn't hide his exhaustion from. Today was a good day for rest, lots of driving, and a relaxing party later. It would do them all a bit of good to relax.

This news about their money situation made all of it even better. Illyana felt as though a weight had been lifted from her shoulders...but only for a moment before she remembered Geralt's presence. This meant that his inclusion in their lineup had worked, and that he now had a stronger case for sticking around.

Now was not the time for this discussion, obviously, but Illyana kept it in the back of her mind all the same. [color=598527]"That's amazing news."[/color] she said, giving Lucien another smile before letting her expression fade into neutrality once more. She turned to look over her shoulder and scan the area. Almost everything had been broken down and packed up. They only had the mess area left, and a supply run.

[color=598527]"Hm...about an hour or so? We made good time,"[/color] she said, turning back to the Ringleader. [color=598527]"Since we've done so well, should we add anything to the supply list for the party? I told Alex we'd be leaving at the same time and he can meet us with the truck at the lake when he's through."[/color] Though this request was not like Illyana, she was never one for spending more on frivolous things than they needed to, she knew that Lucien and the rest of the troupe needed an excuse to relax. They had been stressed about money for so long...there was little harm in making the most of their good fortune, especially if it raised everyone's spirits. And, with the full moon coming, they needed all of the positive energy they could get.