That morning had started fairly easily. Ciri sat out along the water watching the sun rise, far enough away from the docks that should others want quiet time they could have it as well. The sun rose differently in every works she had been to, Aen Elle having one of the most beautiful she had ever witnessed. Bad people or things populated every world, but that didn't subtract from the beauty of their landscapes.
After watching the world wake up, Ciri set about setting up her sparring area in the patch of trees that had become her favorite spot. Ciri adored having someone else that was like her at the hotel. They saw the world similarly, had a few similar abilities even if they're magics worked on different concepts. Having another ass kicking girl with a destiny to talk to was surprisingly comforting.
Ciri did not have as much training in staves as she did the sword, but sword against staff made for a more varied practice. She has been having fun, but noted how off Rey seemed to be.