[John's heart gives a funny lurch in his chest. For the fact that Geralt is here. That he has come, without prompting, and this is the first thing he says. That it has been on his mind as well. Their kiss. The promise of what might have been to come.]
We were.
[A simple fact, but there is weight to it as well. John regards the other man carefully, wetting his lips as he takes in the measure of him. Weighing his options before he steps back, holding the door open for him to enter.
no subject
We were.
[A simple fact, but there is weight to it as well. John regards the other man carefully, wetting his lips as he takes in the measure of him. Weighing his options before he steps back, holding the door open for him to enter.
An invitation.]
You should come inside. Dry off.
[Among other things...]