[ Mm. Yeah. Fairly sure Mog would fall asleep to the dulcet tones of a Witcher's snore. What does that creature do except sleep and eat?
Despite himself, Geralt reaches up and gives Mog an absent scratch between the ears. The song lingers in the air. He will not admit that he has missed hearing Jaskier sing. There was a time some months back he worried Jaskier had lost whatever muse drove his music. A bard without song is like a Witcher without his swords.
He didn't bring up the cellar to dwell on shitty memories. No, it's— ]
I tore it down. With Dean. [ He looks over at Jaskier. ] I need something in its place. I thought...
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Despite himself, Geralt reaches up and gives Mog an absent scratch between the ears. The song lingers in the air. He will not admit that he has missed hearing Jaskier sing. There was a time some months back he worried Jaskier had lost whatever muse drove his music. A bard without song is like a Witcher without his swords.
He didn't bring up the cellar to dwell on shitty memories. No, it's— ]
I tore it down. With Dean. [ He looks over at Jaskier. ] I need something in its place. I thought...
[ You could help. ]