That offered hand is taken, Inessa's smaller fingers wrapping around it and giving a gentle squeeze. She doesn't expect Ciri to lift the weight in their hearts; that's too much for any one person, but having her near keeps her calmer, more focused. That's something, isn't it?

"We need to learn more about what they're doing...and stop them. Corypheus is still our main target, but I want every Red Templar dead. If they're doing this elsewhere...." The thought sticks in her throat and she can't continue.