[ What's left of the broth in his bowl after the noodles are gone, Geralt has decided to dip the bread on the table in it.
Alive and well. That's one way to put it. She's alive, and she's survived, but he can tell something has happened to her—a lot of things—and part of him doesn't like that he can't remember. He can't remember how well he did and did not protect her in the end, after all these years. It's not about any sense of failure. Not really. More that he just...doesn't know, as things stand, where his mistakes may have laid. Hard to avoid them, when he hasn't got any idea when and where he made them. ]
It unnerved her more than it did me. [ He can't imagine what it's like, to step into a world where no one important in your life remembers meeting you, knowing you only by name at best. They're not just a year or so apart, like he and Jaskier. There's a decade between all of them and Ciri. ] But we've found our footing.
[ As much as possible. Occasionally, she will make a comment and then hesitate, as though she realizes too late she's remarking upon an event he has no memory of. It always leaves a heavy weight in the air every time, however brief. ]
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Alive and well. That's one way to put it. She's alive, and she's survived, but he can tell something has happened to her—a lot of things—and part of him doesn't like that he can't remember. He can't remember how well he did and did not protect her in the end, after all these years. It's not about any sense of failure. Not really. More that he just...doesn't know, as things stand, where his mistakes may have laid. Hard to avoid them, when he hasn't got any idea when and where he made them. ]
It unnerved her more than it did me. [ He can't imagine what it's like, to step into a world where no one important in your life remembers meeting you, knowing you only by name at best. They're not just a year or so apart, like he and Jaskier. There's a decade between all of them and Ciri. ] But we've found our footing.
[ As much as possible. Occasionally, she will make a comment and then hesitate, as though she realizes too late she's remarking upon an event he has no memory of. It always leaves a heavy weight in the air every time, however brief. ]