[ She must know how he feels about the reminder that she's on borrowed time. Whether or not this is true, Geralt can't help but feel like that's why she keeps bringing it up at the most opportune times. It's an unfair accusation, if he stops to deeply consider it, but his mood is not particularly forgiving at the moment. He'd come here to tell her not to upset her but because she deserves to know and because he wants her to know that despite his reservations for reasons that both include and go beyond the wish -- despite the fact that it's her he had thought of bonding with -- he has chosen Jaskier to prevent what happened that night from fucking happening again.
Of course, her mind is entrenched on the complications of the wish. He can't blame her. Not really. And yet it digs under his skin, what feels like her suggestion that she's the only one who gives a fuck about their fates. As if the wish is the only meddling force he should be thinking about. Between this land's imposed curse and prophecies and Destiny, he should only be so lucky to have one damn wish weighing on him.
Besides. He's aware that no matter what he does, whether bonding, going feral, the wish, returning for his Child Surprise, the fault of it will always fall on him. He won't deny his mistakes. But he's learned not to leave difficult choices in others' hands, too. ]
No. [ He answers simply. It's a good thing he hasn't made himself comfortable, already one foot out the door as it is. ] Do as you will. You always have.
[ On the off chance she has more to say, Geralt doesn't linger to hear it. He leaves, letting the door shut behind him. ]
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Of course, her mind is entrenched on the complications of the wish. He can't blame her. Not really. And yet it digs under his skin, what feels like her suggestion that she's the only one who gives a fuck about their fates. As if the wish is the only meddling force he should be thinking about. Between this land's imposed curse and prophecies and Destiny, he should only be so lucky to have one damn wish weighing on him.
Besides. He's aware that no matter what he does, whether bonding, going feral, the wish, returning for his Child Surprise, the fault of it will always fall on him. He won't deny his mistakes. But he's learned not to leave difficult choices in others' hands, too. ]
No. [ He answers simply. It's a good thing he hasn't made himself comfortable, already one foot out the door as it is. ] Do as you will. You always have.
[ On the off chance she has more to say, Geralt doesn't linger to hear it. He leaves, letting the door shut behind him. ]