[color=00a99d]"Oh!"[/color] Cora exclaimed, raising her eyebrows as Akane placed the plate full of sandwiches in front of her. [color=00a99d]"You're right,"[/color] she said, smiling at everyone before taking a fist-sized bite out of one of the morsels. She was rather hungry anyway.

Illyana turned her attention back to Ivory as Cora heeded her advice, glad that this reminder had been spoke aloud. [color=598527]"Just because you can,"[/color] she said to the dhampir playfully, [color=598527]"Doesn't mean you [i]should[/i]."[/color] Even with the best of teachers, Illyana doubted she would ever get the steps right. Not only did she not believe that she was capable, she simply wasn't interested. Besides, the troupe had enough dancers as it was.

[color=crimson]"Coming right up, meine flamme!"[/color] Geralt called back to Akane as he picked up another glass and effortlessly transferred the bottle of gin to begin filling it.

He shook his head at Lucien's explanation, though he didn't take his eyes off of the task at hand. [color=crimson]"Of course, of course, chef. I would think your palette would be nothing but sophisticated. One day I will gather the proper ingredients for another German Sidecar."[/color] He paused momentarily as he squeezed a bit of fresh lemon over the girl's drinks, [color=crimson]"Or, just a particularly exquisite bottle of Asbach Uralt, for sipping."[/color] He winked at Lucien as he finished the drinks, but paused as he listened to the explanation about Cora.

He hummed in response, nodding sagely, [color=crimson]"Interesting, given her...nature,"[/color] he looked over at the girl who was stuffing her face with sandwiches, quite unceremoniously. [color=crimson]"Maybe I'll ask her about it sometime. She can't blame me, I've never seen anything like her before."[/color] This was true of many of the members of Cirque D'étoiles, but Geralt could say with certainty that he was most interested in Cora's origins, mostly because he had not even known of the existence of her kind before her reveal earlier in the day and had never fathomed that mermaids, or sirens, were real. If Angels and Devils were real, The Magician supposed it could be true of nearly anything he could imagine.