[ Geralt stares at her. The small piece of metal burns hot in his hand. What he'd have done is irrelevant, because he is not her. A vast gulf exists between what he can survive and what she can. ]
Do not presume my decisions.
[ If so many of the Summoned were taken, there'd have been other volunteers. Ones he'd have found an acceptable sacrifice.
It need not have been her.
But this isn't about that; were she taken from him, he'd have been beyond cold calculations. He'd have cut his way across the continent to bring her back. He knows what he gave up in Thorne to protect her, and he knows she remembers that, too.
This is different. It's different, because she is not supposed to be suffering on his behalf. That's not how it's meant to be. ]
no subject
Do not presume my decisions.
[ If so many of the Summoned were taken, there'd have been other volunteers. Ones he'd have found an acceptable sacrifice.
It need not have been her.
But this isn't about that; were she taken from him, he'd have been beyond cold calculations. He'd have cut his way across the continent to bring her back. He knows what he gave up in Thorne to protect her, and he knows she remembers that, too.
This is different. It's different, because she is not supposed to be suffering on his behalf. That's not how it's meant to be. ]
You should not have come.