[ vash's luminous stare appraises geralt, like he's looking for something he can find worn on his face or reflected in his gold eyes. he wets his lips. ]

Let's... call it experience?

[ geralt has already expressed not having any interest in dealing with or serving abraxas' governments, and vash didn't get the feeling he was lying about it. it's probably safe to show his hand. if only just a little. ]

Sort of.

[ when he looks at the singularity in the horizon it feels like seeing someone he's met before, and yet their name escapes him. ]

Back home I could... speak to-- things. [ it feels demeaning referring to his sisters as "things," but it simplifies things. ] Through a connection I shared with them. I get a similar feeling from the Singularity.

[ he fiddles with the hem of his towel beneath the water. ]

So, I was just wondering if you'd ever tried, and if it had said anything back if you did. That's all.