That was one thing that Atem was never in short supply of- his friends. Sure, at some points in his life he might have felt alone but he only needed to reach out to others to dispel this notion. It sounded as if Ciri did not have this luxury. She could at least think of a few people that would support and guide her should she need it.

For his part, atem wouldn't have assumed it had anything to do with her blood at all. The other time travelers hadn't needed anything so personal or unique to traverse the stars. Even in his own dimension Kaiba had used some pseudo science/magic hybrid technology to find his way to the afterlife.

The reassurance would have been appreciated even if it was only her word. He would have chosen to believe it until such time that she had proven herself to be untrustworthy- which might never come to pass. It had always been an uphill battle trying to convince this certain someone about the existence of destiny and magic. It had led to many a headache. "Mm, indeed."

"Witcher's work?" The term was foreign to him. The root he'd heard before.. "witch" but he wasn't sure what adding an "er" did for it. Atem paused to consider the description a moment before shaking his head. "No, I'm afraid that I have never met anyone matching that description."