( He tends to find it annoying when people look at him knowingly. Usually strikes him as smug, and half the time when those cunts open their mouths some stupid, incorrect shite comes pouring out. This time, as it so happens, the knowing cunt actually does know, and after a reluctant beat, he inclines his head just the one time in assent. )
Brought me more trouble than they were worth, that's for fucking sure.
( Irked though his mutter may be, it's insincere. Probably clear enough he doesn't believe what he's griping — if they weren't worth the trouble, he's not the type of man to have indulged them for it. Both those little wolves were worth more than he cares to admit — not just their weight in gold, but to him, personally.
Another studious moment is spent searching over Geralt's form with narrowed eyes. )
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Brought me more trouble than they were worth, that's for fucking sure.
( Irked though his mutter may be, it's insincere. Probably clear enough he doesn't believe what he's griping — if they weren't worth the trouble, he's not the type of man to have indulged them for it. Both those little wolves were worth more than he cares to admit — not just their weight in gold, but to him, personally.
Another studious moment is spent searching over Geralt's form with narrowed eyes. )
Is that what you were? A lost wolf?
( Rather than a dragon. )