[ Outings with Jaskier are never as intended. Last time he took the bard on a simple trip to Aquila, he ended up on a fucking chase after a wayward pet gryphon. Comes with the territory, being friends with Jaskier. He's learned that lesson early on.
At least no one fell out of the damn boat.
He stands patiently while Nadine and Julie poke and prod at Jaskier. When they're satisfied Jaskier is not dead, Geralt carries him to the nearest outdoor table and sets him down. One bejewelled hand flops over the edge.
He leans over the bard. Pats him on the chest, like he's waking him up from a nap. ] Jaskier.
[ At worst, he can leave the Horizon and shake Jaskier awake in the real world. ]
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At least no one fell out of the damn boat.
He stands patiently while Nadine and Julie poke and prod at Jaskier. When they're satisfied Jaskier is not dead, Geralt carries him to the nearest outdoor table and sets him down. One bejewelled hand flops over the edge.
He leans over the bard. Pats him on the chest, like he's waking him up from a nap. ] Jaskier.
[ At worst, he can leave the Horizon and shake Jaskier awake in the real world. ]