[ A yes or no is all Geralt was anticipating, so the excess detail gets a raised eyebrow as he files it away. It'll heal is what he's hearing, so he puts it out of his mind.
He gives a quiet snort. ] If I truly meant to kill you, it'd not be from my sleep.
[ It bothers him, that he'd been so easily startled. It's not like he hasn't slept with company before, nor been woken abruptly -- Jaskier sure as hell isn't polite when it comes to getting the Witcher up in the middle of the night for whatever he's deemed an incoming threat -- but the sheer tension that comes from this place, the constant presence of the guards, his cellmates, it makes it hard for him to relax. ]
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He gives a quiet snort. ] If I truly meant to kill you, it'd not be from my sleep.
[ It bothers him, that he'd been so easily startled. It's not like he hasn't slept with company before, nor been woken abruptly -- Jaskier sure as hell isn't polite when it comes to getting the Witcher up in the middle of the night for whatever he's deemed an incoming threat -- but the sheer tension that comes from this place, the constant presence of the guards, his cellmates, it makes it hard for him to relax. ]