[ Geralt leans back against the wall with his arms folded, watching without comment. It is, honestly, not the worst explanation of the rules. There are more complicated games he's been introduced to.
He's just unsure of the amount of passion Dean seems to have for it. Are they not in essence merely knocking balls together at angles? It does actually appear to be a form of trick shots. Perhaps he shouldn't be surprised this is the game of choice for hunters like Dean.
He glances over at Ciri when Dean hands over the stick. A tilt of his head that suggests they may as well go along. Besides, he's well aware of Ciri's competitive nature. ]
What exactly is it a pool of?
[ Is he asking out of genuine curiosity? Because he's giving Dean shit? It's hard to say. His expression definitely never changes. ]
no subject
He's just unsure of the amount of passion Dean seems to have for it. Are they not in essence merely knocking balls together at angles? It does actually appear to be a form of trick shots. Perhaps he shouldn't be surprised this is the game of choice for hunters like Dean.
He glances over at Ciri when Dean hands over the stick. A tilt of his head that suggests they may as well go along. Besides, he's well aware of Ciri's competitive nature. ]
What exactly is it a pool of?
[ Is he asking out of genuine curiosity? Because he's giving Dean shit? It's hard to say. His expression definitely never changes. ]