They are gone

While Ciri was pleasuring herself, her clothes were taken. Looking around, she doesn't see anyone. She grabs her sword.

"Where the hell are my clothes," she mumbles. "Did someone take them?" She realizes that if someone took her clothes, there's a very good chance they saw her masturbating. The thought of being watched disgusts her.

She walks around but finds no sign of her clothes. Just as she's about to give up, she hears something behind her. She turns around with her sword raised and sees a man standing in front of her. He's young, tall and skinny. Ciri doesn't bother covering herself. She instead keeps her sword raised at the man.

"Who are you? Did you take my clothes?"

The man raises his hands. "Hi, hello. I'm Marcus. I mean no harm. Yes, I did take your clothes. They're back at my hut not too far. Sorry I just thought it'd be funny."

"Funny? I'm about two seconds from cutting your head off. Bring me my clothes!"

"No, no please don't. I'm sorry. It was a stupid joke. I'll give you your clothes. Please follow me." He turns and walks. Ciri follows, her sword still raised.

A short while later, they arrive at a small hut. Marcus opens the door and holds it for Ciri.

"No, you first."

Marcus walks in and Ciri follows him. She does a quick scan around the hut, looking behind the door. There's no one else. She sees her clothes on a bench to her right. She turns to Marcus.

"So before I kill you, why did you take my clothes?"

"I don't know. I just thought it'd be fun. You're the first person I've seen in a long, long time and I guess I wanted the company. I was going to walk up to you but you looked busy touching yourself."

"You watched me?! You creep!"

"No, no I just saw you and I took your clothes! I didn't stay and watch! I'm sorry! I just was excited that someone else was here. I just didn't want to pass up the chance to talk to another human being, a very beautiful human at that." Marcus steps closer to her. His eyes stay on her face.

Ciri keeps her sword raised. "It's still not an excuse for taking my clothes. You had me walking through the forest naked! Now walk over there, behind the counter and stay there."

Marcus steps back and goes behind the counter in his kitchen.

"I'm sorry. You're just very beautiful and very in shape. I had to talk to you. Hardly anyone passes through here, and those who do are not attractive at all. You are just so perfect. I had to talk to you."

"Flattery isn't going to make up for what you did." Ciri sets her sword down, keeping her eyes on Marcus. She grabs her underwear.

"But it's true! You're the most perfect person I've seen. There's not a single flaw on your body nor face. Listen, do you mind staying for a bit? Just to talk. It gets really lonely here."

Ciri stops. She's holding her underwear in her hand. Even though this man took her clothes, he's been very nice. She's noticed his eyes haven't gone down. He has a naked woman standing in front of him, but his eyes have never gone down to her chest. She figures staying wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. She's changed her mind about killing him, and she could do with some rest.