No. They haven't shown their hand. Geralt acknowledges that with a tip of his head. He expects they will, sooner or later. He's aware he's biding time more than anything until something happens. How it always goes. At least no one recognizes him on sight around these parts. It isn't an unwelcome change, but it leaves him unsure sometimes. He's existed so long with a certain understanding of how people see him. Now it's...
More nebulous.
When he looks back at Kylo, it's faintly scrutinizing: not purely curious, not purely suspicion. Thorne might've let them go for now, but it's hard to tell if that's due to shifting priorities or a lack of resource. Both. And who the fuck knows what those remaining behind intend, beyond making themselves cozy in court for their own agendas.
He hazards an assumption instead of asking the question direct—because he doesn't really know where Kylo stands. Perhaps it may not be important, either, in the end. "Neither do you."
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More nebulous.
When he looks back at Kylo, it's faintly scrutinizing: not purely curious, not purely suspicion. Thorne might've let them go for now, but it's hard to tell if that's due to shifting priorities or a lack of resource. Both. And who the fuck knows what those remaining behind intend, beyond making themselves cozy in court for their own agendas.
He hazards an assumption instead of asking the question direct—because he doesn't really know where Kylo stands. Perhaps it may not be important, either, in the end. "Neither do you."