Oh, bribes, come off it. You would've come without the wine. [The wine was pity wine, and comfort wine, both of which he does not mention. Though he should hit Geralt again for not denoting Ciri with the appropriate compliment, it's enough to say that his face shows plenty.
Ciri notices it, if her smile is any indication, so that is enough.]
It's true. [As she steps away, he brushes out Geralt's hair with his fingers. The best that can be said of it is that it is clean. (Mostly.) He can't help but wonder if it was Sam who convinced him to finally take a bath. He can't imagine Sam allowing anyone to wander about with the stink of horse on him. He uses his own brush to begin on one side of Geralt's hair, letting Ciri take over the other. With the oil, he tips his fingers with it, sliding it carefully through.
He steals a swig of wine, examining a mess of a horse's tail becoming something reasonably human.] See? You're looking better already.
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Ciri notices it, if her smile is any indication, so that is enough.]
It's true. [As she steps away, he brushes out Geralt's hair with his fingers. The best that can be said of it is that it is clean. (Mostly.) He can't help but wonder if it was Sam who convinced him to finally take a bath. He can't imagine Sam allowing anyone to wander about with the stink of horse on him. He uses his own brush to begin on one side of Geralt's hair, letting Ciri take over the other. With the oil, he tips his fingers with it, sliding it carefully through.
He steals a swig of wine, examining a mess of a horse's tail becoming something reasonably human.] See? You're looking better already.