I stared at her for a moment longer and then sighed deeply.
"...Fine."
Yennefer's smile widened instantly, the threatening part about it, dissolving back into warmth so smoothly that you'd never know it had been there at all.
Her arms loosened from around my waist, and she moved around to my side, slipping her hand into mine with the casual certainty of someone who had already decided the hand was theirs and was simply collecting it.
Her fingers felt extremely cool against my palm.
"Good~" she purred.
She looked at the market street ahead of us, her wine-red eyes moving across the stalls with the calm attention of someone cataloguing rather than browsing.
"Walk with me~"
"I was already walking."
"...Walk with me better."
I had absolutely nothing to say to that, so I walked with her.
The market was busier deeper in.
