[ Geralt is in no mood for company, true, but Nadine is much more than just company. One of the rare few he's hoped to see. When she peers in—he doesn't quite perk up, but it's close. A subtle lift of his head and straightening of his shoulders. ]
Nadine.
[ He sets his book aside. Something Jaskier brought for him. Gardening advice. (Naturally. What else?) Coincidentally, she's got a plant in her hand.
Geralt reaches up to take it. His smile is subdued, but warm. ]
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Nadine.
[ He sets his book aside. Something Jaskier brought for him. Gardening advice. (Naturally. What else?) Coincidentally, she's got a plant in her hand.
Geralt reaches up to take it. His smile is subdued, but warm. ]
Friend of yours?