[ Geralt will only know she's not asleep due to her breathing and heart rate, she sits so still for several minutes. It's not until he speaks that she stirs slightly, sits up just enough to discreetly wipe the traces of tears on her sleeve. She doesn't pull away. ]
No... you haven't.
[ She doesn't make any comment toward whether or not she blames herself, and how Jaskier may or may not hound her for it. That'll have to be between them. Later. When the bard is awake again. When he's okay. ]
Why did he do that?
[ Her eyes follow Geralt's hand, the way the stones lie on top of one another in delicate balance. For now, she doesn't join in. But she's watching, and she's focusing on something else -- so that's a start. ]
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No... you haven't.
[ She doesn't make any comment toward whether or not she blames herself, and how Jaskier may or may not hound her for it. That'll have to be between them. Later. When the bard is awake again. When he's okay. ]
Why did he do that?
[ Her eyes follow Geralt's hand, the way the stones lie on top of one another in delicate balance. For now, she doesn't join in. But she's watching, and she's focusing on something else -- so that's a start. ]