[ A frown greets that remark. Geralt looks genuinely offended, as though he can't fathom how this answer is not obvious to Jaskier. What does Jaskier think Roach is? ] Yes.
[ Horses are clever. He will not be taking arguments. Regardless, this is beside the point. He only means to say that it's not—theirs. The gryphon. Even if he did craft it a bed and place it by the window, near a spot of afternoon sun.
He takes the crackers, ignoring that they've appeared from nowhere. The Horizon has become familiar to him now, how it shifts and grows and changes from one blink to the next. Geralt doesn't treat it that way—he's steady, unchanging, both in his appearance and his domain except where his mind takes over in places he doesn't want—but those he spends time with most in the Horizon are different. Moulding it on a whim, almost thoughtless. ]
He'd make for a decent hat. [ Geralt sits back, a hint more relaxed. He drains his wine, wonders if he should simply take the bottle itself. ] Plenty of feathers.
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[ Horses are clever. He will not be taking arguments. Regardless, this is beside the point. He only means to say that it's not—theirs. The gryphon. Even if he did craft it a bed and place it by the window, near a spot of afternoon sun.
He takes the crackers, ignoring that they've appeared from nowhere. The Horizon has become familiar to him now, how it shifts and grows and changes from one blink to the next. Geralt doesn't treat it that way—he's steady, unchanging, both in his appearance and his domain except where his mind takes over in places he doesn't want—but those he spends time with most in the Horizon are different. Moulding it on a whim, almost thoughtless. ]
He'd make for a decent hat. [ Geralt sits back, a hint more relaxed. He drains his wine, wonders if he should simply take the bottle itself. ] Plenty of feathers.