No. Not all willing. He imagines that's the ideal Thorne is working towards, whether that holds true now or not. Or maybe they're just banking on folk going in on their own—finding their way back inside, if they can, and contributing to the Horizon, out of a simple desire to escape or build a glimpse of home. Unknowingly contributing more and more of themselves.
He's not certain the link he feels now is something he wants strengthened. It sits uneasily within him.
"You'd be surprised what people stand for," he says, letting himself sit on the bare ground, one leg extended. "Even knowing they could be next."
Interesting, how often the elf refers to Ambrose specifically and not the court as a whole. Geralt's always seen the High Mage as little more than a large cog in the wheel, but—it isn't without merit, that others have narrowed their focus.
"When you were in the city." His gaze flicks up. It's the one thing Jaskier hasn't been able to tell him; the one thing Geralt has learned means just as much as the insular whispers and scheming amongst a court: where and how its subjects stand. What they're saying. "Its people. How were they?"
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He's not certain the link he feels now is something he wants strengthened. It sits uneasily within him.
"You'd be surprised what people stand for," he says, letting himself sit on the bare ground, one leg extended. "Even knowing they could be next."
Interesting, how often the elf refers to Ambrose specifically and not the court as a whole. Geralt's always seen the High Mage as little more than a large cog in the wheel, but—it isn't without merit, that others have narrowed their focus.
"When you were in the city." His gaze flicks up. It's the one thing Jaskier hasn't been able to tell him; the one thing Geralt has learned means just as much as the insular whispers and scheming amongst a court: where and how its subjects stand. What they're saying. "Its people. How were they?"