[ they’ll figure this out together because this part of it is less familiar to her, but if her dim memories of cleaning the fireplace are to be trusted… ]
[ it’s where her mind goes initially, after experiencing that cold snap while most of them had still been in the boarding house. the fewer places the cold air can seep in, the warmer a house will keep. she’d sealed up many of the gaps in her room herself, with chaos, blocking them with air. ]
How cold could it possibly get? It's a long fucking chimney with a narrow opening. I'd have to compress Yorik to get him up it. Besides, there will be a fire going.
That’d likely be an improvement over any of my cooking.
[ she won’t even claim she has anything remotely resembling skills in the kitchen. the village is better off not tasting anything she could potentially make. ]
[ it seems worth clarifying, given their own relationship, what’s intended to happen beyond enjoying a fire and sharing a meal — if all parties are aware of it, that is. ]
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[ that still counts as letting ianthe figure out how to do it herself, right? yennefer’s just pointedly offering to help with some other aspects. ]
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I have one of my perpetual candles here. Let me just...
[Go grab it. Light it. Look inside the fireplace. Her poor hair was getting all soot-stained.]
...is there supposed to be a metal plate in here?
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[ yennefer’s only been around a certain number of chimneys in her lifetime, but she’s going off of her own memories of the farm. ]
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[Just going to fiddle with said metal plate.]
Oh. It moves. Like it's not lodged in here but sorta hinged. I think.
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[ they’ll figure this out together because this part of it is less familiar to her, but if her dim memories of cleaning the fireplace are to be trusted… ]
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[And look at that: the lingering smoke was pulled upward into the chimney instead of being shoved back into the room.]
The fuck is the point in even having this in here? It just blocks the smoke.
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[ it’s where her mind goes initially, after experiencing that cold snap while most of them had still been in the boarding house. the fewer places the cold air can seep in, the warmer a house will keep. she’d sealed up many of the gaps in her room herself, with chaos, blocking them with air. ]
At least now you won’t suffocate on smoke.
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[Once she gets it built. Again.]
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[ without mentioning how much assistance yennefer had given to her personally, since that seems moot now. ]
You’ll have to let me see it in its full, roaring glory sometime.
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[She started the whole making a fire process. At least some of the woods was still smoldering.]
You know, how about you come over for lunch like a week after this harvest festival shit? I'll have Gilia make us something real tasty.
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[ she won’t even claim she has anything remotely resembling skills in the kitchen. the village is better off not tasting anything she could potentially make. ]
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[Culinary crimes had been committed and she'd been punished. Or maybe it had been part of her plan all along...]
We'll have fun.
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[ it seems worth clarifying, given their own relationship, what’s intended to happen beyond enjoying a fire and sharing a meal — if all parties are aware of it, that is. ]
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[Thar be plotting going on. She's not even trying to hide it.]
The meal will be excellent. Especially dessert.
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[ a more knowing hum solely driven by the fact that she knows ianthe a bit more than she used to. ]
Something to look forward to.
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[ as if it would be anything else. ]
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Purple it will be. I'll let you know when we decide on a date.