Jo bites back the words that all but nearly fall out of her mouth: At least he's talking to you about those things.
Geralt isn't the one she's pissed at. Or. Geralt isn't the one she's pissed at, but maybe she's pissed at him for being the person Dean's obviously going to go on actually picking; regardless of whatever the fuck he's said, that he'd stop not telling her things or that her being here opens up doors for ... other things. Just so long as she doesn't care that she's being hung out to dry, unaware at the same time, apparently.
That can be later.
(That can come next.)
Jo had tapped two fingers on the bar thinking, expression unchanged. "Maybe the books in the bunker. If they're in there from his time, too."
She'd taken to looking through some of them lately, and even absconded a whole series off to her room. But this. It'd be the first time to figure out if the library in dreamland was worth any of its salt and Dean's bragging. "It might not be the worst place to start."
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At least he's talking to you about those things.
Geralt isn't the one she's pissed at. Or. Geralt isn't the one she's pissed at, but maybe she's pissed at him for being the person Dean's obviously going to go on actually picking; regardless of whatever the fuck he's said, that he'd stop not telling her things or that her being here opens up doors for ... other things. Just so long as she doesn't care that she's being hung out to dry, unaware at the same time, apparently.
That can be later.
(That can come next.)
Jo had tapped two fingers on the bar thinking, expression unchanged.
"Maybe the books in the bunker. If they're in there from his time, too."
She'd taken to looking through some of them lately, and even absconded a whole series off to her room. But this. It'd be the first time to figure out if the library in dreamland was worth any of its salt and Dean's bragging. "It might not be the worst place to start."