[ Twitchy is not an inaccurate descriptor. Geralt says nothing of it, but he does lead the man towards where the fires are warmer and the walls freer of grasping vines. He makes a vague noise that acknowledges the incomplete jest. Mm. It was fairly tidy once. Still worn and falling apart in places, but this is...more than that. ]
Geralt. [ He does not offer a hand. Instead, there's a mug of something strong and a hint spiced pushed towards Eddie. If he's to have unexpected company in these walls, then they're drinking. ] You can leave when the storm dies. It's not safe out there.
[ In a manner of speaking. There are certain people he would not hesitate to send out to find their way through a blizzard that isn't technically real and sort themselves out. He can take one look at Eddie and know that the boy is not one such individual.
A stretch of silence passes: not awkward, just steady, his eyes on Eddie like he's trying to read something there. After a second, he reaches forward, just over Eddie's shoulder to light the candles behind him—and maybe it's here that Geralt brushes against him just a hint, without quite meaning to. A single blackened rose petal flutters between the plates of bread. ]
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Geralt. [ He does not offer a hand. Instead, there's a mug of something strong and a hint spiced pushed towards Eddie. If he's to have unexpected company in these walls, then they're drinking. ] You can leave when the storm dies. It's not safe out there.
[ In a manner of speaking. There are certain people he would not hesitate to send out to find their way through a blizzard that isn't technically real and sort themselves out. He can take one look at Eddie and know that the boy is not one such individual.
A stretch of silence passes: not awkward, just steady, his eyes on Eddie like he's trying to read something there. After a second, he reaches forward, just over Eddie's shoulder to light the candles behind him—and maybe it's here that Geralt brushes against him just a hint, without quite meaning to. A single blackened rose petal flutters between the plates of bread. ]
Where were you intending to go?