[ His boots stick to the pooling blood. The horses whinny, nervous.
He frowns. He's seen worse scenes. He's made worse scenes. And he more than understands Dean was defending—him, really. He doesn't give a shit about the bodies. What he cares about is that Dean looks as though he's awoken from a dream to find himself surrounded by corpses he doesn't recognize.
He's seen Dean go through a lot. But he's never seen the man lose himself in a fight. ]
Come on. [ He offers Dean a hand up. ] Leave them. We should go.
[ Will the city fuss over some dead bandits? Unlikely. There's a nest of sand cats that'll come soon to feast. No one will look too closely when these men have undoubtedly terrorized merchants for months. Doesn't mean Geralt is interested in lingering. No reason to push their luck.
He can sort out the situation with Dean on the ride back. ]
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He frowns. He's seen worse scenes. He's made worse scenes. And he more than understands Dean was defending—him, really. He doesn't give a shit about the bodies. What he cares about is that Dean looks as though he's awoken from a dream to find himself surrounded by corpses he doesn't recognize.
He's seen Dean go through a lot. But he's never seen the man lose himself in a fight. ]
Come on. [ He offers Dean a hand up. ] Leave them. We should go.
[ Will the city fuss over some dead bandits? Unlikely. There's a nest of sand cats that'll come soon to feast. No one will look too closely when these men have undoubtedly terrorized merchants for months. Doesn't mean Geralt is interested in lingering. No reason to push their luck.
He can sort out the situation with Dean on the ride back. ]