I did so! [At some point. He's pretty sure. Still, it's good enough he gets to see it before it's hanging around Ciri's neck, which he can only imagine it will be soon enough. Given that Geralt never takes his off now he has it again and Ciri is very much Geralt's daughter...
He looks at Geralt's face, fingers rubbing together, a little surprise crossing his face.]
Nice to be able to put a face to that name after so many years. [A grouchy, no-nonsense father was a perfect representation of the man Geralt would become eventually. Even if he'd found both of them shared that terribly dry sense of humor. Dryer than the crispest wine.]
A very respectable tradition, of course. [He lets Geralt hide it away again, pausing to kneel down and pluck up a smooth shell from the sands. The waves are gentle this time of the year, and the wind just so.
It's lovely, the breeze under the brightening heat. An escape from the desert.] I'm thinking of surprising her. Telling Julie and Nadine about her nameday. I have a feeling they'd love to do something to celebrate, and... [He pauses.] I could bet she's not had something similar in a very long time.
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He looks at Geralt's face, fingers rubbing together, a little surprise crossing his face.]
Nice to be able to put a face to that name after so many years. [A grouchy, no-nonsense father was a perfect representation of the man Geralt would become eventually. Even if he'd found both of them shared that terribly dry sense of humor. Dryer than the crispest wine.]
A very respectable tradition, of course. [He lets Geralt hide it away again, pausing to kneel down and pluck up a smooth shell from the sands. The waves are gentle this time of the year, and the wind just so.
It's lovely, the breeze under the brightening heat. An escape from the desert.] I'm thinking of surprising her. Telling Julie and Nadine about her nameday. I have a feeling they'd love to do something to celebrate, and... [He pauses.] I could bet she's not had something similar in a very long time.