[ no, they won't. both geralt and sam understand that, and sam has seen his fair share of consequences to know just how poorly this could go. but in that same thought, he can't say no when viktor might be able to do it, when he has just as much of a chance to understand the singularity and open a door for everyone who wants to take it.
it's always been about choice, in the end. about there being an option when kids, or those with families, or even just for those who didn't want to undergo what abraxas tends to do to them.
he knows it's dangerous, they both know it's dangerous, but sam can't quite let go of the thought that viktor - at least right now - is going to be their best option for really getting it figured out. sam finishes with the pig, ties it off and checks to make sure it looks done before turning to wash his hands. with geralt's help, most of the prep is nearly done - now it's just a matter of the cooking. with a rag in hand, he turns back to where geralt's sitting and shrugs, once. ]
I make no promises that he'll listen. But I'll try. Here- you done with that?
[ he walks over to the table, reaching for the finished product of geralt's knife skills, checking them briefly (not that he needs to) before it's time to go throw them in some kind of pot or pan. ]
sounds good to me! c:
it's always been about choice, in the end. about there being an option when kids, or those with families, or even just for those who didn't want to undergo what abraxas tends to do to them.
he knows it's dangerous, they both know it's dangerous, but sam can't quite let go of the thought that viktor - at least right now - is going to be their best option for really getting it figured out. sam finishes with the pig, ties it off and checks to make sure it looks done before turning to wash his hands. with geralt's help, most of the prep is nearly done - now it's just a matter of the cooking. with a rag in hand, he turns back to where geralt's sitting and shrugs, once. ]
I make no promises that he'll listen. But I'll try. Here- you done with that?
[ he walks over to the table, reaching for the finished product of geralt's knife skills, checking them briefly (not that he needs to) before it's time to go throw them in some kind of pot or pan. ]