Geralt's smile widened effortlessly at Lucien's response. He was overjoyed to see the change in mood that the Ringleader's flight had offered. Was that a bit of flirtation he sensed in the Frenchman's tone...? This was welcomed more than anything.

He raised a hand, palm forward and shook his head, [color=crimson]"Guilty as charged. I see even you can't deny the pleasure in a little role-reversal, hm?"[/color] he said coyly, raising an eyebrow. [color=crimson]"I could never deny you the limelight, it's yours by right."[/color] he said, allowing himself to step a little closer to the Frenchman.

This motion caused him to catch sight of the water again, and a bit of curiosity distracted him from his current course. Cora had not surfaced. He heard Lucien's words and had a feeling that they were directed at this. [color=crimson]"I have no doubt of that..."[/color] he said absently as he searched the water's placid surface. Not even the slight breeze was breaking the plasticine appearance of the water. 

As he gazed over Lucien's shoulder, he caught sight of the beautiful white feathers of the wings on his back. He stared down at them and a surge of hunger rocked him. He fought the urge to lick his lips, his fingers twitching with anticipation. He wanted so badly to touch them, to feel his fingers sink deep into them and squeeze...

The remainder of the trucks, including Lucien and Illyana's arrived just as this conversation was coming to a close. Alex and his passenger exited the car, and headed in different directions. The diviner saw Geralt and Lucien speaking, noted their proximity, and headed for them. Before she reached them, she called ahead, forcing herself to smile to not seem so conspicuous, [color=598527]"Cora looked so happy, Lucien!"[/color]