[ It's difficult for Geralt to really know, too. Vesemir is the closest thing he has, and though the old man did what he could, and Geralt has never loved anyone else like a father as he does Vesemir, he's aware his childhood was still...contentious. In many ways. Filled with experiences he had not wanted to pass on to Ciri.
Perhaps it's nice to hear it from someone who was raised less harshly than he was.
His expression turns wry. Yeah. They did. He's been protecting similar secrets for the two of them. ]
At least you're not alone in it anymore. [ Abraxas is filled with those who've undergone too much shit. He isn't one to make friends often, but he can admit it's easier to find kinship amongst people who feel so familiar. Who understand without needing to be told. Maybe he's learned he doesn't need to be alone, either.
Leaning closer, he kisses her slower, deeper, and his fingers tighten a hint around her wrist. ]
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Perhaps it's nice to hear it from someone who was raised less harshly than he was.
His expression turns wry. Yeah. They did. He's been protecting similar secrets for the two of them. ]
At least you're not alone in it anymore. [ Abraxas is filled with those who've undergone too much shit. He isn't one to make friends often, but he can admit it's easier to find kinship amongst people who feel so familiar. Who understand without needing to be told. Maybe he's learned he doesn't need to be alone, either.
Leaning closer, he kisses her slower, deeper, and his fingers tighten a hint around her wrist. ]