[Everything Himeka seems to talk about is some weird, small, annoying thing. Like dragonets. Kobolds. Now... whatever the hell that thing is. What is it with whatever her world's like?
Guess he wouldn't complain. All he ever had was demons, and the occasionally really determined seagull.
Nero perks up with the gesture, following behind him. Geralt's not kickin' him out or telling him he's busy, so that's a start. And as he follows, he does see it. He was right. This whole thing is different. Even the stairs down feel lighter.
And then he sees the gold. There's no distant screams, no smell of blood. And there's color. He could ignore it, but this... this is bigger. He can't not mention it.]
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[Everything Himeka seems to talk about is some weird, small, annoying thing. Like dragonets. Kobolds. Now... whatever the hell that thing is. What is it with whatever her world's like?
Guess he wouldn't complain. All he ever had was demons, and the occasionally really determined seagull.
Nero perks up with the gesture, following behind him. Geralt's not kickin' him out or telling him he's busy, so that's a start. And as he follows, he does see it. He was right. This whole thing is different. Even the stairs down feel lighter.
And then he sees the gold. There's no distant screams, no smell of blood. And there's color. He could ignore it, but this... this is bigger. He can't not mention it.]
You, uh, decoratin' for something special?