[He crosses his arms, wrapped around his torso. He's not exactly immune to cold, but it's not gonna kill him, either. And this storm is gearing up, blisteringly cold.
Nero closes his eyes. Not that he's trying to ditch Geralt, but he'll get it. Except the cold doesn't end. The howling wind continues to howl. He opens his eyes back into long swathes of white.
And we can't leave.]
No. I'd remember. [Where the hell would he find this, anyway? It feels bigger than a single domain. But he's not the expert. He hardly spends time here.] But I can't leave. I'm not... you know. Waking up. [As he peers up towards further near the peak, there's something like a spark, like the sun flashing out from behind a cloud. A mirror catching light.]
Wait. [He spins, taking a few steps backwards towards Geralt.] Do you hear something?
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[He crosses his arms, wrapped around his torso. He's not exactly immune to cold, but it's not gonna kill him, either. And this storm is gearing up, blisteringly cold.
Nero closes his eyes. Not that he's trying to ditch Geralt, but he'll get it. Except the cold doesn't end. The howling wind continues to howl. He opens his eyes back into long swathes of white.
And we can't leave.]
No. I'd remember. [Where the hell would he find this, anyway? It feels bigger than a single domain. But he's not the expert. He hardly spends time here.] But I can't leave. I'm not... you know. Waking up. [As he peers up towards further near the peak, there's something like a spark, like the sun flashing out from behind a cloud. A mirror catching light.]
Wait. [He spins, taking a few steps backwards towards Geralt.] Do you hear something?