[ He does catch it, which does not make for as intimidating an image as one might think, since it results in him...holding a peach in each hand, as if he'll burst into a fucking juggle at any moment.
He lobs the uneaten fruit into the Maw's mouth. Of course. Jaskier is never to be blamed. How the fuck does one accidentally unleash a horde of bears in heat? ]
I don't know why you bother with humans. [ Seems easier to be as he is, lurking in the shadows and emerging only in times of dire need before vanishing. ] Perhaps the Maw can't be satisfied now that it's tasted your flesh.
[ This is obviously not true, but Geralt says it with a solemn flatness. Then he takes a bite of the peach. ]
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He lobs the uneaten fruit into the Maw's mouth. Of course. Jaskier is never to be blamed. How the fuck does one accidentally unleash a horde of bears in heat? ]
I don't know why you bother with humans. [ Seems easier to be as he is, lurking in the shadows and emerging only in times of dire need before vanishing. ] Perhaps the Maw can't be satisfied now that it's tasted your flesh.
[ This is obviously not true, but Geralt says it with a solemn flatness. Then he takes a bite of the peach. ]