[ sam doesn't quite realize he's holding his breath until geralt speaks, and the air rushes out of him. it's not exactly what he expects in response, maybe, but it's something. an acceptance, maybe. an acknowledgment, at least. sam will take it, nodding a bit to himself as he finally exhales that breath.
you healed well geralt says, and sam kind of huffs at that. ] None of it was too serious, thanks to you. Not like... [ he gestures towards geralt, to the mess he came back in. it's an elephant in the room, something sam wants to ask about, wants to know the full story, because everything he does know is pieced together through various voices, from julie to jaskier and ciri, from jaskier to sam - but he doesn't ask. he'd known geralt had gotten to nott from the castle, had known that geralt - in this state - somehow got back to the cities. he knows that whatever happened to geralt's back wasn't normal, and if it had anything to do with thorne, magic was definitely involved. but to what extent? for what? it's probably written on his face how much he wants to ask, but he doesn't. doesn't want to push (yet) if geralt doesn't want to offer it. if anything, he'll give it a couple of days.
the explanation he does give is not what sam expects, and sam finds himself wanting to push it off. you're always welcome he wants to say, but knows better. knows that it was a lot more complicated than that, that there was a lot more going on, but still. geralt came. geralt turned to him. that does not go unnoticed, on sam's part, but he figures it doesn't need to be brought up. instead, sam nods. ] With how you looked last night? I don't blame you. [ a beat, and then sam stands - to grab the pitcher for more water for geralt, to stoke the fire. with the apology off his chest, he feels a bit lighter, a bit like there's more he can be busying himself with. ]
She did come by for a minute- after you and Jaskier had passed out. Jaskier must have sent her a message, and she wanted to come check, but she went back to your place to sleep. Wouldn't be surprised if she showed back up in a couple hours.
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you healed well geralt says, and sam kind of huffs at that. ] None of it was too serious, thanks to you. Not like... [ he gestures towards geralt, to the mess he came back in. it's an elephant in the room, something sam wants to ask about, wants to know the full story, because everything he does know is pieced together through various voices, from julie to jaskier and ciri, from jaskier to sam - but he doesn't ask. he'd known geralt had gotten to nott from the castle, had known that geralt - in this state - somehow got back to the cities. he knows that whatever happened to geralt's back wasn't normal, and if it had anything to do with thorne, magic was definitely involved. but to what extent? for what? it's probably written on his face how much he wants to ask, but he doesn't. doesn't want to push (yet) if geralt doesn't want to offer it. if anything, he'll give it a couple of days.
the explanation he does give is not what sam expects, and sam finds himself wanting to push it off. you're always welcome he wants to say, but knows better. knows that it was a lot more complicated than that, that there was a lot more going on, but still. geralt came. geralt turned to him. that does not go unnoticed, on sam's part, but he figures it doesn't need to be brought up. instead, sam nods. ] With how you looked last night? I don't blame you. [ a beat, and then sam stands - to grab the pitcher for more water for geralt, to stoke the fire. with the apology off his chest, he feels a bit lighter, a bit like there's more he can be busying himself with. ]
She did come by for a minute- after you and Jaskier had passed out. Jaskier must have sent her a message, and she wanted to come check, but she went back to your place to sleep. Wouldn't be surprised if she showed back up in a couple hours.