[ sam knows what that sharp inhale means, just as he knows that geralt knows what he meant. that if someone was really going to make the choice, if they'd been planning on making it before, it would be now or never. sam's got his own thoughts on that, on people he needs to talk to, on temperatures to check if there will be movement. but for now, they just sit in the understanding. of this new chance they'd never really had - not this easily, not this openly sanctioned.
he can sense geralt's attention going to the movements around them - of the other summoned, heading to their beds or to other centers of energy. it's people who, before, had weeks upon weeks of travel ahead of them, or shady mages to put their trust in. now, given the opportunity, would they continue to make it?
for a moment, sam's content to just. make a noise of acknowledgment and then settle into comfortable silence. he's used to it, by now, and wouldn't mind it. which is why when geralt suddenly speaks again - and not only speaks, but says something with implications far beyond a casual comment, sam immediately turns to him - eyes a bit wide. not because he's shocked, or because he thinks it's a bad idea - honestly, he's not actually all that surprised by the declaration. because he does know what ciri means to geralt, and while he doesn't know the details, he has put it together enough to know that home for them hadn't exactly been safe.
it also just...takes a moment for him to realize what that means. that geralt is staying, staying with ciri, probably with jaskier as well. that they've decided to make this place home. he doesn't exactly have the words for it, for the complicated way this reality and fact sit alongside what had been sam's driving force for so long - to get people home, who wanted to go. he supposes he just never considered that within that understanding, that some would actually want to stay.
but then the moment passes - sam, who smiles. nods. because it makes sense. makes sense that geralt would want to settle somewhere like this, makes sense that they'd want to make a home. he gets it. ] Yeah, okay. [ and he nods, laughs for a soft moment and then reaches back to take the bottle from geralt. ] Y'all might want a bigger house, then.
[ and that is...that. he supposes there isn't much more that needs to be said, and the rest of the night continues in that same fashion. they chat about some things that matter, and some that don't. they share the bottle and relax in the waters, and then they go their separate ways to sleep. it's not all that different from the nights they'd spent back in cadens - except for the fact it isn't.
sam figures he'll have time to decide how he feels about it all soon enough. for now, he has another mission, another driving force. and he can worry about the rest later. ]
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he can sense geralt's attention going to the movements around them - of the other summoned, heading to their beds or to other centers of energy. it's people who, before, had weeks upon weeks of travel ahead of them, or shady mages to put their trust in. now, given the opportunity, would they continue to make it?
for a moment, sam's content to just. make a noise of acknowledgment and then settle into comfortable silence. he's used to it, by now, and wouldn't mind it. which is why when geralt suddenly speaks again - and not only speaks, but says something with implications far beyond a casual comment, sam immediately turns to him - eyes a bit wide. not because he's shocked, or because he thinks it's a bad idea - honestly, he's not actually all that surprised by the declaration. because he does know what ciri means to geralt, and while he doesn't know the details, he has put it together enough to know that home for them hadn't exactly been safe.
it also just...takes a moment for him to realize what that means. that geralt is staying, staying with ciri, probably with jaskier as well. that they've decided to make this place home. he doesn't exactly have the words for it, for the complicated way this reality and fact sit alongside what had been sam's driving force for so long - to get people home, who wanted to go. he supposes he just never considered that within that understanding, that some would actually want to stay.
but then the moment passes - sam, who smiles. nods. because it makes sense. makes sense that geralt would want to settle somewhere like this, makes sense that they'd want to make a home. he gets it. ] Yeah, okay. [ and he nods, laughs for a soft moment and then reaches back to take the bottle from geralt. ] Y'all might want a bigger house, then.
[ and that is...that. he supposes there isn't much more that needs to be said, and the rest of the night continues in that same fashion. they chat about some things that matter, and some that don't. they share the bottle and relax in the waters, and then they go their separate ways to sleep. it's not all that different from the nights they'd spent back in cadens - except for the fact it isn't.
sam figures he'll have time to decide how he feels about it all soon enough. for now, he has another mission, another driving force. and he can worry about the rest later. ]