[ sam catches the flicker just out of his periphery, barely enough of a movement for him to know what it is supposed to be mean, but he catches something. that something is supplemented by the fact geralt, almost obviously, does not respond to it. it sends his mind off for a few seconds, to what he said, to what it could be about. he realizes, as if belatedly, that somehow he and geralt have actually made it months and sam can still manage to stumble over subjects without realizing he's doing it. he chides himself - he knew bits and pieces of geralt's history, knows enough to know parents (and apparently specifically mothers) wouldn't be that simple.
( honestly, he's been slipping on a lot. being back home, or a version of home, has sam feeling a little too close to actually being home. he needs to be better, do better, and he reminds himself to focus. )
maybe he should push. maybe he should dig into what geralt isn't telling him. but he doesn't, today - now, that doesn't mean it's going to be a forever free pass. it's mostly that sam just doesn't think today is the day. geralt deserves a little calm, a little party, and sam is very aware that he's the one who asked geralt to come at all. he'll lay off just a bit tonight, in exchange. ]
Oh? You need gear? [ if he perks up, hearing that, geralt will just have to ignore it. because that is something he can help with. because if there's anything that sam has been doing since they showed up at the free cities, it's been working - between the landlady he's been staying with to easy shops around the block, sam has been keeping busy. maybe too busy, if you wanted to quantify it, but not by sam's standards.
he shrugs, at geralt's question, taking another drink from his beer. ] Nothing big, but work is work. I've been helping the landlady who owns the building I've been staying in, mostly. Taking on smaller gigs around the neighborhood. It's all busy work at this point, but the pay's not bad. [ which is sam's way of saying he's going coin on him. his work with the landlady has been paying for the apartment he's been staying in with peter, mal, and alina - but the other jobs have simply been building up. he's got no real use for the money, but he's also not a fool. ]
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( honestly, he's been slipping on a lot. being back home, or a version of home, has sam feeling a little too close to actually being home. he needs to be better, do better, and he reminds himself to focus. )
maybe he should push. maybe he should dig into what geralt isn't telling him. but he doesn't, today - now, that doesn't mean it's going to be a forever free pass. it's mostly that sam just doesn't think today is the day. geralt deserves a little calm, a little party, and sam is very aware that he's the one who asked geralt to come at all. he'll lay off just a bit tonight, in exchange. ]
Oh? You need gear? [ if he perks up, hearing that, geralt will just have to ignore it. because that is something he can help with. because if there's anything that sam has been doing since they showed up at the free cities, it's been working - between the landlady he's been staying with to easy shops around the block, sam has been keeping busy. maybe too busy, if you wanted to quantify it, but not by sam's standards.
he shrugs, at geralt's question, taking another drink from his beer. ] Nothing big, but work is work. I've been helping the landlady who owns the building I've been staying in, mostly. Taking on smaller gigs around the neighborhood. It's all busy work at this point, but the pay's not bad. [ which is sam's way of saying he's going coin on him. his work with the landlady has been paying for the apartment he's been staying in with peter, mal, and alina - but the other jobs have simply been building up. he's got no real use for the money, but he's also not a fool. ]
What kind of gear do you need?