[ maybe. the flat way geralt says it has sam exhaling, if only because he could feel his own blood pressure starting to rise. maybe. he's right, of course - that there's nothing to get so wrapped up in until they have any answers. that even if it was interesting or curious or weird enough for geralt to come by and ask about, it's not urgent. not in the way sam's body feels like it needs to be ready for.
so sam lets out a breath, lets that tension ease out of him to something a bit more thoughtful. he tries to remember if he knows enough about the science around cadens to know if that's even possible, but soon after gives up on the attempt. whether or not they are able to do it really has no bearing over whether or not they've done it before. and if it's out in the desert, if it's out in the badlands... ]
Whatever it is, someone was trying to hide it. [ if geralt doesn't know what it is, then it's something they'll need to look into. geralt asks without asking, someone to tell me what it is and sam thinks. viktor is someone geralt knows already, and if he hasn't gone to him yet, there's a reason. sam had noticed someone he hasn't met before sitting next to viktor, but without knowing who he was or what he was capable of...peter was an option, if only because that kid was smarter than he had any right to be, but sam...worried. about what would happen if peter did figure out what was happening. if it was something bad. and considering the last time geralt ran into peter out in the desert...
it hits sam a bit suddenly, then. a reminder. ] Stark. [ he looks up from where his eyes had drifted in thought, catching geralt's face. ] Tony Stark. He's from my world, arguably the smartest man I've ever met? I.Q. wise. Uh- [ part of sam wonders what it means, that he's now at a point of relying on tony stark to look over a set of bones. whatever, he moves on. ] About this tall, dark hair, ego bigger than the capital itself. He got here in the last summoning, but he's staying at Mag's. He's, uh. [ how does one describe Anthony Stark? sam considers for a moment before letting out what can only be considered a belabored sigh. ] An inventor, more than anything, but he'll be able to help. He's here, too, downstairs if you want to ask him now, but with the whole meeting and all... [ sam assumes geralt will want to wait. ]
I would definitely bring back one of the remains. He'll need to see it.
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so sam lets out a breath, lets that tension ease out of him to something a bit more thoughtful. he tries to remember if he knows enough about the science around cadens to know if that's even possible, but soon after gives up on the attempt. whether or not they are able to do it really has no bearing over whether or not they've done it before. and if it's out in the desert, if it's out in the badlands... ]
Whatever it is, someone was trying to hide it. [ if geralt doesn't know what it is, then it's something they'll need to look into. geralt asks without asking, someone to tell me what it is and sam thinks. viktor is someone geralt knows already, and if he hasn't gone to him yet, there's a reason. sam had noticed someone he hasn't met before sitting next to viktor, but without knowing who he was or what he was capable of...peter was an option, if only because that kid was smarter than he had any right to be, but sam...worried. about what would happen if peter did figure out what was happening. if it was something bad. and considering the last time geralt ran into peter out in the desert...
it hits sam a bit suddenly, then. a reminder. ] Stark. [ he looks up from where his eyes had drifted in thought, catching geralt's face. ] Tony Stark. He's from my world, arguably the smartest man I've ever met? I.Q. wise. Uh- [ part of sam wonders what it means, that he's now at a point of relying on tony stark to look over a set of bones. whatever, he moves on. ] About this tall, dark hair, ego bigger than the capital itself. He got here in the last summoning, but he's staying at Mag's. He's, uh. [ how does one describe Anthony Stark? sam considers for a moment before letting out what can only be considered a belabored sigh. ] An inventor, more than anything, but he'll be able to help. He's here, too, downstairs if you want to ask him now, but with the whole meeting and all... [ sam assumes geralt will want to wait. ]
I would definitely bring back one of the remains. He'll need to see it.