[ Only when he's acquired his ale and the barmaid has left does he return to the conversation. His eyebrow lifts. Hmm. ]
They suited you. [ One has to wonder what it was like, to remember a body so utterly different from yours. Perhaps it's different for Geralt, who has remained unchanged for the past hundred (eight hundred) years.
Somewhat unchanged. With small exceptions, as Clive points out. He shrugs, dismissiveness belying his ambivalence. ]
They weren't human to begin with. [ Long before those years, he'd forgotten what colour his eyes once were. Green, like his mother's? Or some other shade from a father he never knew?
He supposes Clive understands that a bit more now. They did talk over those years. Truthfully, he isn't too bothered. They're...friends. It's nothing he would not have spoken of eventually.
On the subject of friends. ] I found another outlaw outside Cadens.
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They suited you. [ One has to wonder what it was like, to remember a body so utterly different from yours. Perhaps it's different for Geralt, who has remained unchanged for the past hundred (eight hundred) years.
Somewhat unchanged. With small exceptions, as Clive points out. He shrugs, dismissiveness belying his ambivalence. ]
They weren't human to begin with. [ Long before those years, he'd forgotten what colour his eyes once were. Green, like his mother's? Or some other shade from a father he never knew?
He supposes Clive understands that a bit more now. They did talk over those years. Truthfully, he isn't too bothered. They're...friends. It's nothing he would not have spoken of eventually.
On the subject of friends. ] I found another outlaw outside Cadens.