[ The reality is, Geralt has an unflattering sense of proportion when it comes to Jaskier, specifically—in particular when Jaskier has transformed into one of his ridiculously tiny birds.
His lips twitch. ] I'll pass it on immediately.
[ But. Mm. Nadine. He grows quieter at that. It's been some months, but wounds of that nature take a long time to heal. But he also knows Jaskier well. He's let go of things that have taken Geralt much longer to do so. ]
He'll forgive you. [ He carries his one dragon fruit, lifting a thicket of jungle leaves for Dean to pluck another. ] He and Yen were at each other's throats once. After she threatened to kill him.
[ Now they're drinking wine and gossiping. And bedding each other, apparently, but they hadn't needed to like one another for that to take place. ]
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His lips twitch. ] I'll pass it on immediately.
[ But. Mm. Nadine. He grows quieter at that. It's been some months, but wounds of that nature take a long time to heal. But he also knows Jaskier well. He's let go of things that have taken Geralt much longer to do so. ]
He'll forgive you. [ He carries his one dragon fruit, lifting a thicket of jungle leaves for Dean to pluck another. ] He and Yen were at each other's throats once. After she threatened to kill him.
[ Now they're drinking wine and gossiping. And bedding each other, apparently, but they hadn't needed to like one another for that to take place. ]