[ Geralt extricates her hand and Julie shakes it a little, trying to get feeling back. Her fingers are white from how tightly Jaskier was gripping them. She looks to Geralt with blatant confusion -- this is all happening very quickly and also unexpectedly. She has seen plenty of people not like rides, get sick on them, be afraid, but never has she seen someone fucking pass out for a moment.
Jaskier's abrupt shriek makes her jump in her seat. The whole time, the ship continues to swing before it finally slows back down to a stop. Well, that was... a thing. ]
Uh, you sure about that? [ Julie absently offers Nadine a hand as they climb out, watches Jaskier just sort of flop against Geralt's back as they go back down the steps to the ground. She lets Geralt take a step in front of her, so that she can bend slightly, peering at Jaskier's still very pale face. With a fingertip, she very delicately pushes up one eyelid to make sure his eyes haven't rolled back entirely. ] I've seen eight year olds handle this better.
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Jaskier's abrupt shriek makes her jump in her seat. The whole time, the ship continues to swing before it finally slows back down to a stop. Well, that was... a thing. ]
Uh, you sure about that? [ Julie absently offers Nadine a hand as they climb out, watches Jaskier just sort of flop against Geralt's back as they go back down the steps to the ground. She lets Geralt take a step in front of her, so that she can bend slightly, peering at Jaskier's still very pale face. With a fingertip, she very delicately pushes up one eyelid to make sure his eyes haven't rolled back entirely. ] I've seen eight year olds handle this better.