[John’s light blue eyes are sad as he listens to the other man’s response. As he watches him struggle, continue to fight this. Of course he is fighting, John supposes. It is instinctual. To protect himself, to protect those he loves, to protect everything he holds dear. And yet…]
Running is easy, on principle. An easy escape, an easy salvation. But once you start, you can never stop, and one day you will find you have left them all behind. Clinging so hard to what you and I both know, in the end, is a lie.
[John’s words are perhaps harsh, direct, but his tone is gentle. He cares for this man, through Geralt yes, but also because they have come to know one another, over these years spent in each other’s company. This bright light. John does not wish to hurt him, but he supposes if anyone must it is better it is himself. Veritas. Familiar, but still outside the core of what John knows will always be family.]
i promise i will be picking up the pace now!!!
Running is easy, on principle. An easy escape, an easy salvation. But once you start, you can never stop, and one day you will find you have left them all behind. Clinging so hard to what you and I both know, in the end, is a lie.
[John’s words are perhaps harsh, direct, but his tone is gentle. He cares for this man, through Geralt yes, but also because they have come to know one another, over these years spent in each other’s company. This bright light. John does not wish to hurt him, but he supposes if anyone must it is better it is himself. Veritas. Familiar, but still outside the core of what John knows will always be family.]
Nothing is ever certain, Jaskier. Even here.