[ Well, Father Maxwell knows a guy who's not fine when he sees one. He's seen plenty of 'em. This guy is not only not fine, he's even worse at hiding it than some of Maxwell's old war buddies.
And that flash of striking, almost inhuman, golden eyes? Well, Geralt stands out from most of the crowd in Cadens. Color Maxwell immediately curious.
And not easily deterred by all those clear signs to leave a guy alone. ]
Huh. You must like wolves.
[ Spoken from over Geralt's shoulder.
What? It isn't like he's going to start out with such conscientious concern over the guy's well-being if Geralt isn't even going to deign to acknowledge his presence any longer. ]
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And that flash of striking, almost inhuman, golden eyes? Well, Geralt stands out from most of the crowd in Cadens. Color Maxwell immediately curious.
And not easily deterred by all those clear signs to leave a guy alone. ]
Huh. You must like wolves.
[ Spoken from over Geralt's shoulder.
What? It isn't like he's going to start out with such conscientious concern over the guy's well-being if Geralt isn't even going to deign to acknowledge his presence any longer. ]