The little girl was starstruck, completely in awe of Ivory as the woman made her way toward the two of them. She'd almost forgotten all about the man beside her as she looked up at the beautiful vampiress.

Geralt never let his calm and comfortable smile dissipate, even as Ivory approached. Though his first instinct was to be smug and suggestive, he held back as he knew it would be inappropriate with their company. 

[color=crimson]"Why, yes Miss Fairy. This little ray of sunshine is called Cecelia, Cece for short. She was looking for you when she lost sight of her mother, so I told her I would introduce you in the meantime."[/color] Originally, The Magician's plan had been to leave the child with Ivory when he left to find her mother, but he decided that it may be better to do the opposite. Although she was trying to hide it, he could tell that the presence of the girl made her slightly uneasy. He watched her after that, intrigued by her confusion.

Cecelia smiled up at the woman as she let go of Geralt's hand and clutched her dolly with both arms. [b]"I love your show, Miss Fairy! My mommy says that if I practice real hard, maybe one day I could be as strong as you."[/b]

At this, Geralt raised his eyebrows at the little girl. This was not what he had been expecting from someone of her age. Usually, little girls were more concerned about their appearance as they reached puberty than strength, but this seemed to be an enigma. It made him proud, in a strange way, even though he had no relation to this child at all. It was nice to remember what it was like to be young and have so many different paths laid out before you...this girl seemed like she would choose the right one for herself.