Geralt shrugs, too. Not dismissive, just an understanding.
"No," he agrees. Her decisions are hers and hers alone. "But you're amongst people who aren't so different."
Should it weigh on him more? Perhaps. The path he walks has been steeped in blood and violence since he was a child. He supposes it's not the same when that isn't how you were raised, but though he understands this in concept, he simply cannot grasp what it means. He doesn't know what it's like to grow up without being taught not if you should kill, but when.
In the end, Nadine is here. With him, with Julie, with Ciri. They have all done things. Or accepted that it's the nature of their world, as Jaskier does. He doesn't think it's a terrible thing, to understand the depths you're capable of. He's old enough to have learnt that about himself long ago. It's the only way you can make your choices.
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"No," he agrees. Her decisions are hers and hers alone. "But you're amongst people who aren't so different."
Should it weigh on him more? Perhaps. The path he walks has been steeped in blood and violence since he was a child. He supposes it's not the same when that isn't how you were raised, but though he understands this in concept, he simply cannot grasp what it means. He doesn't know what it's like to grow up without being taught not if you should kill, but when.
In the end, Nadine is here. With him, with Julie, with Ciri. They have all done things. Or accepted that it's the nature of their world, as Jaskier does. He doesn't think it's a terrible thing, to understand the depths you're capable of. He's old enough to have learnt that about himself long ago. It's the only way you can make your choices.