[ Relena's appearance is unexpected—they've spoken once, but he doesn't know her outside of that conversation—and there's a tilt to his head when he looks up, like he's trying to think of why she might be here, or if she's simply passing by. Hard to say, who may or may not have heard of his...situation. It was not exactly a secret in Thorne; by extension, he imagines it may not be a secret within the Horizon, depending on who talks to whom.
The wolf looks up, too: lazy and decidedly tamed for such a wild creature. It used to guard the stone fortress that looms behind him, and it still does, but. Can't deny it's grown friendlier. Less prone to running off at the sight of visitors.
Her greeting gets a nod; her question remains unanswered. They both can see how he's doing. Instead, Geralt gestures at the wolf, noting her hesitation. ] He won't bite. Come inside?
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The wolf looks up, too: lazy and decidedly tamed for such a wild creature. It used to guard the stone fortress that looms behind him, and it still does, but. Can't deny it's grown friendlier. Less prone to running off at the sight of visitors.
Her greeting gets a nod; her question remains unanswered. They both can see how he's doing. Instead, Geralt gestures at the wolf, noting her hesitation. ] He won't bite. Come inside?