[ Honestly, the lack of questions about the Blip suit Rocket just fine. He figures the door's open on that if Geralt ever does have a question to ask, but for now he's happy enough to talk about other things. Like this alcohol, for example.
And, yeah sure, the barebones scraps of his Horizon space. ]
Right now? Eh. [ He shrugs lightly, wiping at his nose. ] A buncha flat land and maybe a floor-board and a joystick.
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And, yeah sure, the barebones scraps of his Horizon space. ]
Right now? Eh. [ He shrugs lightly, wiping at his nose. ] A buncha flat land and maybe a floor-board and a joystick.
And I'm considering replacing the joystick.
[ This explains nothing, Rocket. Sorry, Geralt. ]