It is her. Not that Geralt is unaware this is possible; folk have vanished and returned before. But none of them have been his people. His losses have been permanent.
He's too caught up in Rinwell safe and sound to consider the implications behind her return. He steps towards her, thinks fuck it, and wraps his arms around her.
"We all do." How could they forget? Geralt releases her. Even Roach seems to remember, giving Rinwell a gentle nudge. More than that, he's grateful she remembers him. That isn't always the case, he knows.
A dozen questions circle his mind. He doesn't want to overwhelm her, though.
"Home's still where you left it." He puts away the brush. He'll return for his horse later. She'll understand. "They'll want to see you. Ciri and Jaskier."
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He's too caught up in Rinwell safe and sound to consider the implications behind her return. He steps towards her, thinks fuck it, and wraps his arms around her.
"We all do." How could they forget? Geralt releases her. Even Roach seems to remember, giving Rinwell a gentle nudge. More than that, he's grateful she remembers him. That isn't always the case, he knows.
A dozen questions circle his mind. He doesn't want to overwhelm her, though.
"Home's still where you left it." He puts away the brush. He'll return for his horse later. She'll understand. "They'll want to see you. Ciri and Jaskier."