Geralt takes a breath, then releases it audibly. Then he returns to serenely stirring the pot of soup. He could list the reasons he did not inform Jaskier, but the truth is, this isn't about that and they both know it. ("They both" being he and Jaskier; John has not been sufficiently forewarned of...however the fuck one might describe the relationship between he and the bard, but, hm.
He's a quick learner.)
He lets John address Jaskier's long list of concerns. The only thing Geralt adds is, "Yen took care of it."
One may accuse him of deliberately adding fuel to the fire. That may or may not be true, but Geralt's lips do twitch just the smallest hint from behind the scraggly curtain of hair that's fallen loose of the leather cord. In any case, Yen was the more logical choice. What could Jaskier have done to locate a portal-capable mage in Nott from here?
Although—
"Besides, you helped pay his way." He's most definitely stoking the fire. It was partly Jaskier's money, though, in the sense that Geralt's coin earned from hunting goes into the pile of gold that Jaskier keeps, seeing as Geralt has no interest in squirelling away funds for a future beyond the next week.
He whisks the pot off the stove, now steaming hot. His gaze shifts to Jaskier as though the bard has not just finished threatening him with shitting himself to death. "Breakfast?"
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Geralt takes a breath, then releases it audibly. Then he returns to serenely stirring the pot of soup. He could list the reasons he did not inform Jaskier, but the truth is, this isn't about that and they both know it. ("They both" being he and Jaskier; John has not been sufficiently forewarned of...however the fuck one might describe the relationship between he and the bard, but, hm.
He's a quick learner.)
He lets John address Jaskier's long list of concerns. The only thing Geralt adds is, "Yen took care of it."
One may accuse him of deliberately adding fuel to the fire. That may or may not be true, but Geralt's lips do twitch just the smallest hint from behind the scraggly curtain of hair that's fallen loose of the leather cord. In any case, Yen was the more logical choice. What could Jaskier have done to locate a portal-capable mage in Nott from here?
Although—
"Besides, you helped pay his way." He's most definitely stoking the fire. It was partly Jaskier's money, though, in the sense that Geralt's coin earned from hunting goes into the pile of gold that Jaskier keeps, seeing as Geralt has no interest in squirelling away funds for a future beyond the next week.
He whisks the pot off the stove, now steaming hot. His gaze shifts to Jaskier as though the bard has not just finished threatening him with shitting himself to death. "Breakfast?"