[Sorry, it's only the idea of eating this straight with a spoon. He has a delicate, refined palate, and that would be. Quite a lot. Already his mouth feels like it's been permanently coated and it needs a wash.
Suffice to say, none of this goes well with his wine, either.
He doesn't mention that. However, beside the wine does appear a few glasses of plain milk to help wash it down. With the hot chocolate still on his mind, it only feels suitable.]
Well, not everyone. [He smiles. Is this peanut butter something he could find in Cadens? Perhaps he could surprise Ciri in turn.] You must show me how to make them one day.
[Why not? He could use more ways to spoil the witchers -- or to surprise them, at least.]
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[Sorry, it's only the idea of eating this straight with a spoon. He has a delicate, refined palate, and that would be. Quite a lot. Already his mouth feels like it's been permanently coated and it needs a wash.
Suffice to say, none of this goes well with his wine, either.
He doesn't mention that. However, beside the wine does appear a few glasses of plain milk to help wash it down. With the hot chocolate still on his mind, it only feels suitable.]
Well, not everyone. [He smiles. Is this peanut butter something he could find in Cadens? Perhaps he could surprise Ciri in turn.] You must show me how to make them one day.
[Why not? He could use more ways to spoil the witchers -- or to surprise them, at least.]