[He's not many anythings. And Geralt can say whatever he wishes, but Jaskier knows him far too well. Well enough to know this death must hang particularly heavy. Geralt will move on. He will be "fine." That's the nature of Witchers. Such truths have never helped to make things easier. They are survivable, but it is not easy.]
Probably. He sounded like someone who talked too much.
[He drinks his brandy with a sharp wrinkle in his nose; it's strong, perhaps stronger than he meant it to be. And without asking, he refills Geralt's glass.]
Your favorite sort. Those who don't shut the fuck up.
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Probably. He sounded like someone who talked too much.
[He drinks his brandy with a sharp wrinkle in his nose; it's strong, perhaps stronger than he meant it to be. And without asking, he refills Geralt's glass.]
Your favorite sort. Those who don't shut the fuck up.