[ Geralt is undeniably distracted by the glass rising through the building. It's a rare thing to distract him to this degree, but it's. Strange. Enough that it takes him a second or two before he draws his attention away and back to Thor.
Every time Thor says something, he opens the path to a dozen more questions. But it is the mention of the magical bridge in which Geralt is caught—not because he's never heard of such a thing, but because it almost rings familiar. Old writings, scholars who talk of the Spiral that was once traversed in a time before the Conjunction.
He makes a thoughtful noise. The lift bumps gently to a stop; the doors slide open. Geralt steps out with the confidence of a man who is used to knowing where he is going, and then stops abruptly when he realizes he. Does not. He looks to the left, to the right. (How big is this damn place?) ]
Thorne didn't like how I looked. [ Dryly. There's a real, more complicated, answer to this, but it isn't an important one. Didn't like him at first glance about sums it up. Speaking of: ] Where are you? Castle for the prince?
no subject
Every time Thor says something, he opens the path to a dozen more questions. But it is the mention of the magical bridge in which Geralt is caught—not because he's never heard of such a thing, but because it almost rings familiar. Old writings, scholars who talk of the Spiral that was once traversed in a time before the Conjunction.
He makes a thoughtful noise. The lift bumps gently to a stop; the doors slide open. Geralt steps out with the confidence of a man who is used to knowing where he is going, and then stops abruptly when he realizes he. Does not. He looks to the left, to the right. (How big is this damn place?) ]
Thorne didn't like how I looked. [ Dryly. There's a real, more complicated, answer to this, but it isn't an important one. Didn't like him at first glance about sums it up. Speaking of: ] Where are you? Castle for the prince?