[ Not human? Thancred blinks at that, watching Geralt's form distancing itself from them as he makes it up the next flight of stairs, then turns back to await them. He has no idea what "mouser" means, perhaps it's some sort of slang from their star, but it does sow a seed of curiosity. Not that he has the breath to have an entire conversation about it at the moment, but he will file it away for later.
He does manage to push himself onward after a beat or two to catch his breath and let his legs rest. ]
Maybe they were made to climb a similar set of stairs as some sort of punishment as a child. [ As he climbs, Thancred reaches up to wipe some sweat from his forehead with the back of his gloved hand. He's doing his very best not to wheeze. Or to cling to the railing.
At Geralt's offer, which he is quite certain is not for him (nor would he accept even if it was; he has some sense of pride), he glances back to Jaskier and shrugs a shoulder. ] You should take him up on it. [ Jaskier had been very insistent on the two of them being the best of friends, so why not? He might as well take advantage of Geralt's apparently superhuman abilities. ]
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He does manage to push himself onward after a beat or two to catch his breath and let his legs rest. ]
Maybe they were made to climb a similar set of stairs as some sort of punishment as a child. [ As he climbs, Thancred reaches up to wipe some sweat from his forehead with the back of his gloved hand. He's doing his very best not to wheeze. Or to cling to the railing.
At Geralt's offer, which he is quite certain is not for him (nor would he accept even if it was; he has some sense of pride), he glances back to Jaskier and shrugs a shoulder. ] You should take him up on it. [ Jaskier had been very insistent on the two of them being the best of friends, so why not? He might as well take advantage of Geralt's apparently superhuman abilities. ]