[He only nods with a sigh. It's nothing about being a monster or not. Plenty of people have let lesser men die for nothing. It's... it's simply the way the world works. And how the world views Witchers.
Gods know that once Geralt returns (if he returns, an unhelpful voice supplies) that he'll be so surprised to find his long-time companion and his protégé are pissed with him, that he left a trail of nothing, closed off communication, and then will press it was to keep you safe because he's an idiot.
Safe? Safe from a kingdom that can snatch one in the night, despite being a Witcher? When a dedicated duck could kill Jaskier as well? (Not Ciri, though. Maybe a large, rabid, dedicated bear.)
He sighs again, summoning himself a cocktail because, well, fuck it. He needs it. With a little slice of strawberry hanging onto the rim, knowing he'll look like a dick. Doing it anyway. He takes a long swallow and the syrupy sweetness sticks to his mouth. Just as real as anything.
He trusts them. He does. But until Geralt is really here, he can't relax.] We'll find some way to repay you. I think that's all we can do.
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Gods know that once Geralt returns (if he returns, an unhelpful voice supplies) that he'll be so surprised to find his long-time companion and his protégé are pissed with him, that he left a trail of nothing, closed off communication, and then will press it was to keep you safe because he's an idiot.
Safe? Safe from a kingdom that can snatch one in the night, despite being a Witcher? When a dedicated duck could kill Jaskier as well? (Not Ciri, though. Maybe a large, rabid, dedicated bear.)
He sighs again, summoning himself a cocktail because, well, fuck it. He needs it. With a little slice of strawberry hanging onto the rim, knowing he'll look like a dick. Doing it anyway. He takes a long swallow and the syrupy sweetness sticks to his mouth. Just as real as anything.
He trusts them. He does. But until Geralt is really here, he can't relax.] We'll find some way to repay you. I think that's all we can do.