[ Were John to ask, Geralt would have answered. John does not, so he allows what questions have arisen in the silence to lapse. Instead, he watches John in return. He is curious, a bit, about this soldier born into nobility and yet seemingly without much taste for fighting or finery.
Perhaps he's equally interested in John's apparent curiosity about him. He can't help sensing it extends beyond mere novelty.
A friend. Geralt is not as quick to call others a friend, but he does not deny the assertion. ]
Hm. [ He tilts his mug towards John's. ] We don't invite unwanted men into our halls.
[ And John is, after all, here with an invitation. ]
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Perhaps he's equally interested in John's apparent curiosity about him. He can't help sensing it extends beyond mere novelty.
A friend. Geralt is not as quick to call others a friend, but he does not deny the assertion. ]
Hm. [ He tilts his mug towards John's. ] We don't invite unwanted men into our halls.
[ And John is, after all, here with an invitation. ]