And you? [ He's looking ahead, aware that he may get called a cunt again for asking, but it's difficult to be offended by a man who seems to just exist in a perpetual state of disdain. Maybe if he plays his cards right, he'll earn himself a more unique insult. ] Found something beyond kings?
[ He'd left him, hadn't he? Not really someone Geralt would take to be in royal service in the first place—and he wonders, suddenly, what the man's history is that'd have led him down a road he clearly has no love for.
It's not a story he'd normally pry at. They've barely exchanged ten words; only about two of those could be deemed neutral. But he's always found himself drawn to those who carry themselves not only as though they don't belong, but no longer care to.
Besides, it's almost easier to prod at someone who clearly has no trouble telling him to fuck off. If he gets an answer, he'll know it was one he's earned. ]
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[ He'd left him, hadn't he? Not really someone Geralt would take to be in royal service in the first place—and he wonders, suddenly, what the man's history is that'd have led him down a road he clearly has no love for.
It's not a story he'd normally pry at. They've barely exchanged ten words; only about two of those could be deemed neutral. But he's always found himself drawn to those who carry themselves not only as though they don't belong, but no longer care to.
Besides, it's almost easier to prod at someone who clearly has no trouble telling him to fuck off. If he gets an answer, he'll know it was one he's earned. ]