[ OPEN / CLOSED ] i think i found a way to kill the sun

[gynvael]

Who: Geralt + Various
When: December
Where: Cadens, Horizon
What: Some catching up now that he's home
Warnings: Discussion of trauma; nsfw marked



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[gynvael]

[ No. He is not, but that's more to do with him than her city or her world. There's just the smallest furrow to his brows. Her words sound nice; that's about all he can say of them with any certainty. Still, he knows better than to start unlocking doors that should not be opened with questions he isn't meant to ask. At least not right now. ]

I'll keep that in mind.

[ Which part of her statement he's referring to, he does not specify. He doubts it matters. Her lack of open scrutiny suggests she perhaps knows more about this than she's indicating, merely doesn't give a shit, or she's biding her time for later. Or some combination of all three. It makes him uneasy, at best, but he'd hardly expected a chat with any sovereign to leave him feeling uplifted. He's just no more or less sure of where things lay than when he first walked in, which. Not ideal; could be worse. At least he's been dismissed quickly. He'll take it.

He tips his head—a silent acknowledgement of the time she's granted him—before he simply makes his exit. ]