[ His smile widens a touch. There it is. Genuine mirth from Jaskier. Rarer, as of late. Jaskier brushes his chest, trails fingers over his skin, and Geralt releases an exhale. ]
Doubtful. [ Blunt, casual. Like he's answering whether or not he thinks the rain will let up in the morning. ] Sunrise is worthwhile, though.
[ He can sit out on the roof later. He isn't fond of the desert and its dusty, filthy city, but he can admit the distant mountains and hills make for a pretty view at dawn. Jaskier is likely hoping for a better answer; Geralt hasn't got one to give and he thinks Jaskier will not expect much to have changed out of a single pleasant evening. Not that it didn't do what it was meant to. He's noticeably more relaxed, hasn't felt the need to move out of bed and keep busy. His head feels clearer.
He can see something on Jaskier's face, though. That weight to him when his thoughts are occupied. Geralt's expression softens. And Jaskier accuses him of brooding. ]
I'll find us breakfast. [ I'm not going anywhere. ]
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Doubtful. [ Blunt, casual. Like he's answering whether or not he thinks the rain will let up in the morning. ] Sunrise is worthwhile, though.
[ He can sit out on the roof later. He isn't fond of the desert and its dusty, filthy city, but he can admit the distant mountains and hills make for a pretty view at dawn. Jaskier is likely hoping for a better answer; Geralt hasn't got one to give and he thinks Jaskier will not expect much to have changed out of a single pleasant evening. Not that it didn't do what it was meant to. He's noticeably more relaxed, hasn't felt the need to move out of bed and keep busy. His head feels clearer.
He can see something on Jaskier's face, though. That weight to him when his thoughts are occupied. Geralt's expression softens. And Jaskier accuses him of brooding. ]
I'll find us breakfast. [ I'm not going anywhere. ]