[ Geralt glances up, gaze growing sharp. ] And you didn't mention this before?
[ A crack. He's seen the same shattered rifts: in the sky, the land, even the Horizon. Something is breaking. He cannot say what that something is, but he is done sitting idly by while the world disintegrates. What of Ciri? What about Yennefer and Jaskier?
He remembers now—all the times he chose not to act. Or tried to, at least.
The hour passes. He is quiet, and one might almost mistake him for being lost in thought if not for how smoothly he hands over the mug before Alucard has finished asking. ]
Mm-hmm. [ He will do the honours of putting it back. ] Let's worry about your memories first.
[ When his rushed back, it wasn't pleasant. He's concerned what Alucard might confront. ]
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[ A crack. He's seen the same shattered rifts: in the sky, the land, even the Horizon. Something is breaking. He cannot say what that something is, but he is done sitting idly by while the world disintegrates. What of Ciri? What about Yennefer and Jaskier?
He remembers now—all the times he chose not to act. Or tried to, at least.
The hour passes. He is quiet, and one might almost mistake him for being lost in thought if not for how smoothly he hands over the mug before Alucard has finished asking. ]
Mm-hmm. [ He will do the honours of putting it back. ] Let's worry about your memories first.
[ When his rushed back, it wasn't pleasant. He's concerned what Alucard might confront. ]