Fourteen?

Reima sits down on the bed next to Ciri thinking about this plan for here onward, while it isn't his fault Sirius Black was killed he still feels partly responsible for it. Whether he likes it on not Ciri is now his responsibility and he'll try to increase the likelihood that she'll survive future events by training her in this worlds magic. While he doesn't actually have a clue how magic works in this world he assumes it won't be as hard to learn as Sorcery or Pyromancy... After all even children are capable of casting magic here.

Ciri lays back on the bed resting her head on her arms, "So, you owe me some answers."

Reima nods, "Ask away."

Ciri "Did Geralt know you had the Elder Blood?"

Reima "I don't think he even knew what it was when I was training with him..." wait a moment... He hadn't noticed before due to his familiarity with the Wither 3's version of Ciri but shouldn't she be much, much younger than she currently is? "How old are you Ciri?" asks suddenly

Ciri "You know you shouldn't ask a maidens age..." she jokes but when she sees his serious face she truthfully answers, "Around 20? I've had trouble keeping track of it lately..."

...

20? How long had he been in Dark Souls?... Wasn't it only around 180 chapters?

Reima "How long have I been gone Ciri?"

Ciri "Hmm, I don't know... I arrived in Kaer Morhen when I was twelve, and you had already been missing a couple years."

Reima scratches his head, "I think the time in my previously visited world was skewed... I'm only 14 yearold." his words shock her still, "... Oh, ha-ha, you're making fun of me."

Reima "No really, I'm still only fourteen, despite how I appear..."

Ciri rests her forearms over her eyes, "This is all way too confusing!"

Reima "Can you tell me what you were doing before you arrived in this world?" he asks trying to piece together the current timeline.

Ciri "My companion had just been cursed and we were supposed to meet up before it finally set in, I was waiting for him when I was found by the Hunt and had to flee again."

Reima nods in understanding, he'd been gone around 10 years then if the timeline remained relatively the same... With the exception of Ciri's detour to this world everything seems about the same? If he's not mistaken she should be currently in a hibernation trance inside of a cabin around the Isle of Mists. He doesn't know how long it'd take Geralt to find "Uma" better known as Avallac'h and travel to find Ciri but they can't just leave this world doomed due to their, or more accurately "Her" actions.

Reima nods "I think I've got a better idea of the timeline now, however we shouldn't leave without solving the issues you've created.

Ciri groans, "I know but I can't be held responsible for everything that goes wrong can I?"

Reima "Tell that to the Godson of the man you murdered, he was an innocent man convicted of a crime he didn't commit... Surely you feel guilty for what you've done?" he asks quietly.

Ciri exclaims "Of course I do! Do you think me heartless? No, there just isn't anything I feel I can do or should do as the person responsible for this mess."

Reima "Trying to fix things is the least you can do, I'll be helping you ever step of the way... The only problem will be the "Boy-who-lived", the Godson of Sirius Black and person originally tasked with saving this world. I have no idea what his reaction will be towards us but we have to try and reconcile with him."

Ciri "If I were him I'd despise me with all my being, did he know his godfather was innocent?"

Reima "He personally saved Sirius life a couple months before now, from what I know he lives in an abusive household and hoped to have Sirius acquitted and be adopted by him."

Ciri seems to fold in on herself as he describes more of the situation, he isn't trying to guilt trip her... Much, but unless she wishes to leave this place under the rule of an insane megalomaniac she can't run away.

Reima "I know you have more questions for me but I'll leave you for tonight, you must've been running for a while now and wish to sleep. he says as he leaves for his own room.

Ciri just lays in bed looking at the ceiling, "She hadn't felt bad about killing Sirius Black at first as she thought it was in self defence but as more of the situation had been revealed her eyes had been opened. The guilt from killing an innocent man who'd done nothing more than try to escape execution makes her clench her fists, the day had somehow been even more exhausting than any other, despite not having to constantly flee from the Hunt. Meeting Geralts long lost apprentice and finding out he was somehow still only 14 years old despite being significantly taller than herself had surprised her greatly.

She reaches into a pouch attached to her belt and pulls out one of her prized possessions, a diary with the initials R.L on the front. This diary hadn't left her since she'd first received it from Geralt all those years ago, it'd contained valuable information on her constitution and had allowed her to train her abilities much faster, allowing he to escape a few dire situations she'd otherwise been unable to... After finally meeting the original owner of it, she didn't value it any less, even if writer turned out different than expected...