[ Given that the Horizon is a place that takes their thoughts and makes them reality, at least in the confines of this plane, Thancred realizes that this shouldn't be a shocking turn of events. If the Horizon is setting traps for them, why wouldn't it pluck ideas from their very own minds? Granted, creating something with a thought is quite different from the Horizon taking that power into its own hands. It's not exactly pleasant, knowing that any of his memories might be on offer to become manifest at the whims of this place.
Thankfully, turning into a frog for a brief period is rather innocuous when compared to some of the other potential options hiding in Thancred's mind.
With how unpleased Geralt — even in frog form — appears to be, this isn't something that Thancred will be forgetting any time soon. Hopping around for a short while is well worth the chance to see frog-Geralt with his sword still strapped to him, wearing that usual grumpy expression.
Thancred hops after Geralt into the small pond that's a part of this room. How kind of the labyrinth to give them a place where they can swim around or jump onto lily pads to their heart's content.
He happens to know that these effects tend to simply wear off with enough time. They have to wait it out, plain and simple. He can't actually communicate this to Geralt, though he does make a few croaking noises in a bold attempt all the same.
After that, he steps forward into the pond, letting his webbed feet send him gliding through the water. He'd be concerned about getting his now tiny gunblade wet in other circumstances, but it hardly matters here. Just let the frog experience wash over you, Geralt, and they'll be back to normal soon enough. (It could be worse, after all. They could be in the middle of a fight.) ]
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Thankfully, turning into a frog for a brief period is rather innocuous when compared to some of the other potential options hiding in Thancred's mind.
With how unpleased Geralt — even in frog form — appears to be, this isn't something that Thancred will be forgetting any time soon. Hopping around for a short while is well worth the chance to see frog-Geralt with his sword still strapped to him, wearing that usual grumpy expression.
Thancred hops after Geralt into the small pond that's a part of this room. How kind of the labyrinth to give them a place where they can swim around or jump onto lily pads to their heart's content.
He happens to know that these effects tend to simply wear off with enough time. They have to wait it out, plain and simple. He can't actually communicate this to Geralt, though he does make a few croaking noises in a bold attempt all the same.
After that, he steps forward into the pond, letting his webbed feet send him gliding through the water. He'd be concerned about getting his now tiny gunblade wet in other circumstances, but it hardly matters here. Just let the frog experience wash over you, Geralt, and they'll be back to normal soon enough. (It could be worse, after all. They could be in the middle of a fight.) ]