I'd like to meet your friend Geralt someday. Bribe him with this horse.
[ Rhy suggests, with a faint smile, looking up at Jaskier for a moment before his gaze goes back to his work. ]
Oh, we're not actually related. [ Has he mentioned that? He probably has. Rhy shakes his head. ] But you meant--
Yes, well. We're not connected anymore. And it doesn't work that way. [ It shouldn't have worked any way because what Kell did was impossible, but Rhy won't get into that again. ]
The eye is a mark of the Magic. That's the color of pure Magic.
I... don't understand it well either. Not much is known about Antari these days. They're nearly vanished from the worlds.
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[ Rhy suggests, with a faint smile, looking up at Jaskier for a moment before his gaze goes back to his work. ]
Oh, we're not actually related. [ Has he mentioned that? He probably has. Rhy shakes his head. ] But you meant--
Yes, well. We're not connected anymore. And it doesn't work that way. [ It shouldn't have worked any way because what Kell did was impossible, but Rhy won't get into that again. ]
The eye is a mark of the Magic. That's the color of pure Magic.
I... don't understand it well either. Not much is known about Antari these days. They're nearly vanished from the worlds.