She taps a finger on the bartop, then comes to a decision. "Lady," she says softly, "may I have parchment and pen?"

The requested items materialize in a moment, along with a glass of beer that Ciri can't help but smile at. "Thank you," she says, then looks to Lan Wangji and gestures to the writing utensils.

"You were the only witness, Lan Wangji. I think it might be best if we record what I said now, while your memory is still fresh."