[ Istredd can tell that Geralt is getting frustrated and he feels much the same way, confused about what his intentions are with all of this. They've all been at peace for so long now, he can barely remember a time when they weren't. He does want to get it, for Geralt's sake, but it doesn't make any sense to him. It feels like they're talking two different languages.
He stands his ground since Geralt is coming closer, defensively crossing his arms. Him of all people sounds something like an accusation and Istredd's not certain he likes that. He is willfully blind at this point, refusing to see the sky, to see the signs. Some part of him twists internally, curls in his stomach, makes him feel almost ill. His need for knowledge banging up against his need for this life he loves. ]
Geralt, I'm not trying to be difficult, I am trying to understand you.
[ It sounds too diplomatic because it is. He's feeling off, like something is eating away at him slowly. Istredd reaches out to put an arm on Geralt's shoulder. ]
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He stands his ground since Geralt is coming closer, defensively crossing his arms. Him of all people sounds something like an accusation and Istredd's not certain he likes that. He is willfully blind at this point, refusing to see the sky, to see the signs. Some part of him twists internally, curls in his stomach, makes him feel almost ill. His need for knowledge banging up against his need for this life he loves. ]
Geralt, I'm not trying to be difficult, I am trying to understand you.
[ It sounds too diplomatic because it is. He's feeling off, like something is eating away at him slowly. Istredd reaches out to put an arm on Geralt's shoulder. ]
The world is how it has been for centuries.