[ His first time here, he’d awoken with no knowledge of anything, no sense of what might be wrong. Now he understands; now he feels it, the strangeness of watching another materialize before him. Absent of who they are.
He eyes Louis. That’s. Unexpected. All the colour. It says something, probably, something Geralt might piece together another time when he has a mind to.
He blinks. ] I’m missing some pieces if I were.
[ A distinct lack of a tall for one. He glances across the Horizon. Hm. Seems about right—memories gone, no other ill effects. If Louis meets others, he imagines they’ll help him out. Geralt, for his part, had promised he’d keep an eye on the deer’s corporeal form. Once Louis is off, he’s going back. ]
Do as you like here. You should have no trouble making your way.
no subject
He eyes Louis. That’s. Unexpected. All the colour. It says something, probably, something Geralt might piece together another time when he has a mind to.
He blinks. ] I’m missing some pieces if I were.
[ A distinct lack of a tall for one. He glances across the Horizon. Hm. Seems about right—memories gone, no other ill effects. If Louis meets others, he imagines they’ll help him out. Geralt, for his part, had promised he’d keep an eye on the deer’s corporeal form. Once Louis is off, he’s going back. ]
Do as you like here. You should have no trouble making your way.