( It feels incredibly obvious as soon as Geralt says it. From home; it's a phenomena that happens just often enough to forget that it's a thing, until it slaps you with a hyper-vivid dream in the middle of the night and suplexes you with consequences you never asked for. He grimaces, lips flattening into something pained and sympathetic.
It's alright that the details take a moment to come. Dean's patient when he needs to be, and in this case he knows Geralt well enough to give him a minute to elaborate.
He waits at the bottom of the next rise as Geralt begins to ascend, his arms crossing absently over his chest. )
So what- what happened? In your visions? Did you snap a leg off or something?
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It's alright that the details take a moment to come. Dean's patient when he needs to be, and in this case he knows Geralt well enough to give him a minute to elaborate.
He waits at the bottom of the next rise as Geralt begins to ascend, his arms crossing absently over his chest. )
So what- what happened? In your visions? Did you snap a leg off or something?