[Ouch. Sam's got him there. Especially when Jaskier hardly ever takes a chance to turn attention off of himself.]
Passed out? [He stares at the water, then brings it up slowly to drink. It's odd. Passing out. He only does when he's been injured, to allow his body to heal. He's worried and he isn't, but... gods, it says a lot that Geralt allowed himself to go unconscious. Here. In front of Sam.
To save him. What had he done, though? He remembered the potion. Some of... what he must have seen. Honestly, where the fuck had Sam even gotten that thing?]
Channeling. [He lifts his head.] I think I know. I've read it in one of the books here. [What the fuck had Geralt gone and done that before? He isn't even sure if he'd vaguely mentioned it to him or not. Had he? It was the act of... of sacrifice. Of magic sacrifice.
And Geralt did not have magic. Not like the rest of them.
So that's why. Why Sam was needed.]
He gave his life for me. [It's that simple. That infuriatingly simple. The Witcher that did not like being involved.
Jaskier smiles, and turns to him with a lightness in his chest.] Pleasant dreams. Warm hands. Your charming smile. [He winked.] Much better than the last time this happened.
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Passed out? [He stares at the water, then brings it up slowly to drink. It's odd. Passing out. He only does when he's been injured, to allow his body to heal. He's worried and he isn't, but... gods, it says a lot that Geralt allowed himself to go unconscious. Here. In front of Sam.
To save him. What had he done, though? He remembered the potion. Some of... what he must have seen. Honestly, where the fuck had Sam even gotten that thing?]
Channeling. [He lifts his head.] I think I know. I've read it in one of the books here. [What the fuck had Geralt gone and done that before? He isn't even sure if he'd vaguely mentioned it to him or not. Had he? It was the act of... of sacrifice. Of magic sacrifice.
And Geralt did not have magic. Not like the rest of them.
So that's why. Why Sam was needed.]
He gave his life for me. [It's that simple. That infuriatingly simple. The Witcher that did not like being involved.
Jaskier smiles, and turns to him with a lightness in his chest.] Pleasant dreams. Warm hands. Your charming smile. [He winked.] Much better than the last time this happened.