[ The long pause is uninterrupted. Geralt waits for Dean to gather his thoughts, waits a minute or so more to gather his own. ]
It isn't what you did, Dean. [ Or who he did it, too. They did want him dead. And if Dean had not taken care of them, Geralt would have. Now, later when they came back looking—it matters not. The corpses aren't the problem. ] But I know bloodlust when I see it.
[ His tone is not accusing, though he's candid as ever.
That Dean is uncertain whether he made the right decision says a lot. Maybe he's just not had the chance to see Dean in these circumstances—but for Geralt, he's never seen Dean waver in his choices. At least where defending someone he gives a shit about is concerned.
That worries him. The absence of awareness, or understanding of his own decision. ]
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It isn't what you did, Dean. [ Or who he did it, too. They did want him dead. And if Dean had not taken care of them, Geralt would have. Now, later when they came back looking—it matters not. The corpses aren't the problem. ] But I know bloodlust when I see it.
[ His tone is not accusing, though he's candid as ever.
That Dean is uncertain whether he made the right decision says a lot. Maybe he's just not had the chance to see Dean in these circumstances—but for Geralt, he's never seen Dean waver in his choices. At least where defending someone he gives a shit about is concerned.
That worries him. The absence of awareness, or understanding of his own decision. ]