[ Geralt, too, watches the dog. Uncertainty colours his expression. He's not unsettled by the creature. He's seen stranger. It's more—all of it. The oracles, the bones, the children. The fact that Kyle has seemingly used a dog as a vessel for his sister. Who is...not dead. Caught between worlds? Without a corporeal form?
He glances back at Kyle. Does Kyle mean that literally? Is that possible? He pauses, but it feels like a point that's not worth belabouring. ] Things often do.
[ Memories or people. They've haunted him from the moment he set foot in the Horizon. And yet. Here he is. Still visiting.
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He glances back at Kyle. Does Kyle mean that literally? Is that possible? He pauses, but it feels like a point that's not worth belabouring. ] Things often do.
[ Memories or people. They've haunted him from the moment he set foot in the Horizon. And yet. Here he is. Still visiting.
In any case. A promise is a promise. ]
What is it you wanted to know? About Thorne?