cointosser: ([225 - S3])
Jaskier "old-timey fuckboy" Alfred Pankratz ([personal profile] cointosser) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2023-10-08 05:53 am (UTC)

No. [He finally sits next to Geralt, now that it's out, sliding his boots out in front of him as the horses move past, nipping and chasing each other now their sneaked snacks have been eaten.] You didn't, either.

[Before Geralt can indulge the guilt too much. If neither of them are to blame, then... that's good. That's good enough for him.

How long can they truly soak in guilt? He'd rather not. It's boring and depressing and he -- he would like to believe better of both of them. Ciri ended up safe, no matter where she went. Even if she won't speak of it. (A thing that scares him, if he's being honest.)

Jaskier throws an arm around Geralt's shoulder. They're both being surly fools over things they cannot change. Acceptance is for the best here.]
Oh, so you're saying I'm right again? My, I'm really on a roll now.

[He reaches for the humour. Geralt understands him, but he's not sure he really does entirely. Mostly because Jaskier doesn't understand it himself. Perhaps he should... push himself here. It may help.]

The thing is... I think I would've liked a resolution. And I've never truly met him. I mean, the me I am now. I suppose. [He turns to Geralt.] He was there at Thanedd, you know. He'd come looking for his guards, and he walked into a slaughter. I don't think he'd ever seen anything like it.

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