Ivory raised an eyebrow at what Illyana had said about the vision she had gotten from Lucien's card. She was hoping she would tell her what she had seen, but she hadn't offered up the information. She decided not to pry into it, only because it was possible that it had included something personal of Lucien's. 

She crossed her arms. [color=darkgray]"I'll admit Geralt is mysterious. His true intentions are hard to gauge, but he does not scare me."[/color] She told her. 

The dhampir was silent for a moment as Illy spoke up again, mostly because she recognized that look on her face, but her words made her sigh, not to mention curious. [color=darkgray]"Illy, you know you can't say things like that and expect me not to ask about them."[/color] She told her. 

Ivory more than anyone knew just how well she was at maintaining her own composure. Her early days at the circus had been an exception... but she wasn't the same person she was then. Learning to control her emotions had allowed her an easier time in controlling her abilities. Despite her bouts of feeling irritated or annoyed, she knew there was a range of emotion she could not cross, or things could get dangerous. The last thing she wanted was for someone to get hurt because she couldn't control herself.