[ She can. Of course she can. He's never doubted that, but he told her once you don't have to and he still means it. Even if it doesn't come from him—even if it can't come from him any longer—there are people. There has to be people, because for as alone as he's been his entire life, for as alone as he's often felt, he isn't completely so. He never was. He had his brothers, then Jaskier, and then—
Yennefer.
And now here in this new world, that circle has only grown. To the point where he isn't certain what it means, what to make of it. All he knows is that it's...it leads nowhere good, to be alone.
He takes a drink, then carefully sets the bottle down. His eyes turn to her. In the woods. ]
After Sodden. [ He's mentioned long ago that he was near Sodden. At the time, he held no memory of actually going there. Now he does.
A long silence. Then he exhales. ] I went there. With Ciri. I hoped...
[ To find you. ]
The fields were full of the dead. That's all there was. Bodies.
[ So he'd left. Didn't look back. Her betrayal hurt. Believing she died hurt. So much between them hurts. Perhaps that's simply who they are. A lifetime dragging their pain with them. ]
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Yennefer.
And now here in this new world, that circle has only grown. To the point where he isn't certain what it means, what to make of it. All he knows is that it's...it leads nowhere good, to be alone.
He takes a drink, then carefully sets the bottle down. His eyes turn to her. In the woods. ]
After Sodden. [ He's mentioned long ago that he was near Sodden. At the time, he held no memory of actually going there. Now he does.
A long silence. Then he exhales. ] I went there. With Ciri. I hoped...
[ To find you. ]
The fields were full of the dead. That's all there was. Bodies.
[ So he'd left. Didn't look back. Her betrayal hurt. Believing she died hurt. So much between them hurts. Perhaps that's simply who they are. A lifetime dragging their pain with them. ]