[ That's him. Geralt of Rivia, the White Wolf, Butcher, Art Enthusiast. He needn't ask if Clive managed to kill it, because he knows the man did not. Istredd is the one bringing him a piece of it, not Clive.
Which is neither here nor there. He swirls his fingers idly over the water's surface. Steam drifts gently through the air. He remains curious if Clive had a second encounter. ]
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[ That's him. Geralt of Rivia, the White Wolf, Butcher, Art Enthusiast. He needn't ask if Clive managed to kill it, because he knows the man did not. Istredd is the one bringing him a piece of it, not Clive.
Which is neither here nor there. He swirls his fingers idly over the water's surface. Steam drifts gently through the air. He remains curious if Clive had a second encounter. ]
You saw it again after we spoke?