[ it always surprises him, no matter how often he had his talks at the va or how many people he walked through or how many soldiers he counseled - they’re all so different, yes, but also not all that different at all.
home, geralt says, and sam understands. not the experiences, not the trauma, not the shadows or memories or fears that chase geralt in his dreams. sam doesn’t understand the specific trauma itself, but he understands home. and more than that, he understands the urge to want to be around others. for geralt, going home meant being around other witchers, other people who did understand.
there’s not a whole lot to explain when they all went through it. not a whole lot of foundation that needs to be built. they get it, they get each other, and now that geralt doesn’t have that support system, yeah. of course he’d feel lost.
part of sam nearly snorts - if only because, while different, the experiences are the same. sam started working at the va to counsel soldiers because he did understand them. the people he used to talk to, the people he could help, they had the same experiences. they were family. and that’s exactly what geralt is describing. the urge to want to go home is universal, is exactly what sam himself does (did) when things got hard.
but he doesn’t. instead, sam shifts a little. watches geralt shrug, try redirect attention, and then turns his eyes back to his drink. ]
What are they like? [ if geralt looks at all confused, if he looks at sam at all really, sam will look back with that same unguarded, curious, patient look. ] Your brothers, I mean.
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home, geralt says, and sam understands. not the experiences, not the trauma, not the shadows or memories or fears that chase geralt in his dreams. sam doesn’t understand the specific trauma itself, but he understands home. and more than that, he understands the urge to want to be around others. for geralt, going home meant being around other witchers, other people who did understand.
there’s not a whole lot to explain when they all went through it. not a whole lot of foundation that needs to be built. they get it, they get each other, and now that geralt doesn’t have that support system, yeah. of course he’d feel lost.
part of sam nearly snorts - if only because, while different, the experiences are the same. sam started working at the va to counsel soldiers because he did understand them. the people he used to talk to, the people he could help, they had the same experiences. they were family. and that’s exactly what geralt is describing. the urge to want to go home is universal, is exactly what sam himself does (did) when things got hard.
but he doesn’t. instead, sam shifts a little. watches geralt shrug, try redirect attention, and then turns his eyes back to his drink. ]
What are they like? [ if geralt looks at all confused, if he looks at sam at all really, sam will look back with that same unguarded, curious, patient look. ] Your brothers, I mean.