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Geralt z Rivii ([personal profile] gynvael) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2021-11-18 09:48 pm (UTC)

[ Geralt shrugs a shoulder. Shocking is a strong term. He doesn't know if it's the right word, for what he felt. In truth, he's yet to examine how he feels. Maybe never will. He just dealt with it: being dragged to this world, surviving the days, keeping watch over the rare few he gives a shit about. How he feels is unimportant; it will not change where they are, what happened, what will happen.

Now he's here, in a ever-shifting plane, speaking to a woman with horns for ears and scales all over her body who seems more interested in cooking a skewer than her accolades and who apparently crosses spheres when no one else can. It is what it is.

His gaze remains casual, but something flickers within it for a second. Thorne is the reason Estinien would not stop hassling him, and it's not a topic he wants to debate. He understands why others believe different. He just doesn't appreciate being told he has to fall in line or else, or being pushed towards goals and promises he did not make. His reasons for doing what he does are his own.

But he's not one to sidestep for the sake of diplomacy. ]
There should be little reason for us to trust anyone. No place will put the needs of those who don't belong above their own.

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