[ Were it anyone else, Geralt might've said something about slicing yourself on his blade, but it's Amos and both the lack of reaction and the fact that the man's done it at all no longer strikes him as unusual. Eventually, he'll ask Amos to explain what the fuck a gun is to him, in detail, or just show him right here in the Horizon. A topic for another time. Even if he is intrigued now that Amos has brought it up more than once.
He does catch that expression, though. He feels it, too: this is what he knows, his weapons, his blades. How to use them. It's an easy conversation to have. Geralt doesn't think twice about the flesh and blood comment—plenty who have neither in his world—though it'll kill more than just that. ]
Mm. [ A thoughtful sound. He studies the way Amos is holding the sword, examining it. Hard question to answer, really. He'd been trained from an early age, so early it feels as though he's always known how. ] I held my first sword before I could reach my horse. But for you...give it a few months. You need only be better than what you're killing. Provided you have a decent instructor.
[ Is he offering? He might be. It isn't an offer he'd normally make, but what the hell. He likes Amos well enough, already knows they get along fine, and more than that, it's probably worthwhile to arm someone he's beginning to consider an ally. That they can do so inside this place makes it even simpler. No watchful eyes; no real injuries that can be inflicted. It'll work. ]
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He does catch that expression, though. He feels it, too: this is what he knows, his weapons, his blades. How to use them. It's an easy conversation to have. Geralt doesn't think twice about the flesh and blood comment—plenty who have neither in his world—though it'll kill more than just that. ]
Mm. [ A thoughtful sound. He studies the way Amos is holding the sword, examining it. Hard question to answer, really. He'd been trained from an early age, so early it feels as though he's always known how. ] I held my first sword before I could reach my horse. But for you...give it a few months. You need only be better than what you're killing. Provided you have a decent instructor.
[ Is he offering? He might be. It isn't an offer he'd normally make, but what the hell. He likes Amos well enough, already knows they get along fine, and more than that, it's probably worthwhile to arm someone he's beginning to consider an ally. That they can do so inside this place makes it even simpler. No watchful eyes; no real injuries that can be inflicted. It'll work. ]