[It must say something for his state of mind that he's not immediately suspicious of why Dean, of all people, would be asking about him. It just seems... hm.
But honestly? None of that feels very important anymore.]
Not well. [At least he can trust Geralt keeps it to himself, but there's no need to lie, is there?] Would you like some fresh ravioli? Pierogi? I have so, so, so many.
[The only thing he's managed to do is eat, sleep, and cook. The more he does it, the less he thinks of anything else.]
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But honestly? None of that feels very important anymore.]
Not well. [At least he can trust Geralt keeps it to himself, but there's no need to lie, is there?] Would you like some fresh ravioli? Pierogi? I have so, so, so many.
[The only thing he's managed to do is eat, sleep, and cook. The more he does it, the less he thinks of anything else.]