[ CLOSED ] through open passageways

[gynvael]

Who: Geralt + Various
When: March
Where: Cadens; Horizon
What: Catch-all for things
Warnings: Adding as we go



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[gynvael]

[ The bemusement goes both ways, though some understanding settles over him the longer Dean picks at the topic. When he says dynamics, as if he's learned something new worth commenting on about Geralt's relationship with Jaskier.

It's a strange aspect to give someone pause. Perhaps if this were between royals or amongst some villagers with their own rules and unspoken norms—but he's none of these things. Witchers are outcast for so many reasons that who he chooses to bring to his bed is the furthest item down the list. No one's ever looked twice at him over it. They're too busy staring at his hair, his eyes, his sword. Occasionally the severed monster head he takes upstairs with him.

After a second, he just raises an eyebrow. Amusement lurks around the edges. ] Should I be concerned you equate sharing a bed with attempting a murder?

[ These are two incredibly different choices, Dean. ]

[righteously]

Probably.

( He concedes lightly, with Zero worry in his voice. Such is the nature of Winchester — never afraid to admit his flaws. They are in abundance, and easy to joke about.

He still hasn't figured out that sharing a bed means Sharing a Bed. That'll be a revelation for some time later.

He grunts, pushing himself back away from the table. )

On that note, I think I'm gonna go scrub off the near-death experience.

( Welcome to Officially On A Touch Basis; a hand claps down on Geralt's shoulder, and he gives it a nice, testosterone-fueled squeeze and shake, the customary goodbye. )

If you're feelin' froggy later, swing by the bar. If my lung hasn't fallen out of my chest, I'll drink you under the table and teach you how to lose at pool.