There's plenty here to think about, each note weighed against what Blake already knows, but instead of digging too deeply into the details of Geralt's life, he hopes (as he always does) that they'll bubble to the surface unbidden. Less likely here, perhaps — Geralt's tight lips suggest maybe Blake should know more — but it's a long-proven strategy and it's served him fine since arriving.
"We've got more in common than I thought," he says, a bit nonchalant because it feels a little too self-inflating to make the comparison. If Blake was as impressive, it wouldn't be in the same ways as Geralt, nor would he be apt to believe it of himself without decades and decades of personal proof.
(Is that what makes Geralt's level of confidence so rock-solid? Or had it only taught himself to hide things better? Blake wonders, but still doesn't ask.)
He dips to dig through some brush and produces a few more crystals to add to the collection, holding the bag out for Geralt's help putting them away as carefully as possible. "Prob'ly coulda done this alone, but— it feel better havin' you along." Blake shooks Geralt a thin smile. "Promise I'll forget whatever I hear. For both our sakes."
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"We've got more in common than I thought," he says, a bit nonchalant because it feels a little too self-inflating to make the comparison. If Blake was as impressive, it wouldn't be in the same ways as Geralt, nor would he be apt to believe it of himself without decades and decades of personal proof.
(Is that what makes Geralt's level of confidence so rock-solid? Or had it only taught himself to hide things better? Blake wonders, but still doesn't ask.)
He dips to dig through some brush and produces a few more crystals to add to the collection, holding the bag out for Geralt's help putting them away as carefully as possible. "Prob'ly coulda done this alone, but— it feel better havin' you along." Blake shooks Geralt a thin smile. "Promise I'll forget whatever I hear. For both our sakes."