[ Geralt is trying not to make it a problem. He's not one to start shit for the sake of it; if anything, that's what he explicitly avoids. Especially under the watchful eyes of guards and fellow prisoners and fuck knows who else.
And yet. It's worming under his skin. He's a patient man. He's waited days under the hot sun in a single spot to bait a target. But hunting is far different than being confined. It is especially different from being confined with another person, never mind three. (Two now.)
He counts to ten and very deliberately chooses to resist throwing his slipper at the vampire's head. ]
I can tell you as someone who has you'll do yourself no favors wearing out your sandals.
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And yet. It's worming under his skin. He's a patient man. He's waited days under the hot sun in a single spot to bait a target. But hunting is far different than being confined. It is especially different from being confined with another person, never mind three. (Two now.)
He counts to ten and very deliberately chooses to resist throwing his slipper at the vampire's head. ]
I can tell you as someone who has you'll do yourself no favors wearing out your sandals.