[A little insulted he did not reply to Jaskier's fascinating tale of his newest scar.
However, the message he gets when he is sitting on the beach beside Nadine, watching the water, a bottle of wine between them, is one he does not expect.
His breath hitches.]
The owls... I did not even think to check.
Thank you, Geralt.
It will have good company with Hector's finch. Did I ever tell you he gave it to me when we first met in the Horizon? So oddly sweet for a necromancer.
[Seemingly, the messages will end there. Until later, when the sun has set, and he is packing up his lute on the beach to tuck in for the night.]
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However, the message he gets when he is sitting on the beach beside Nadine, watching the water, a bottle of wine between them, is one he does not expect.
His breath hitches.]
The owls... I did not even think to check.
Thank you, Geralt.
It will have good company with Hector's finch. Did I ever tell you he gave it to me when we first met in the Horizon? So oddly sweet for a necromancer.
[Seemingly, the messages will end there. Until later, when the sun has set, and he is packing up his lute on the beach to tuck in for the night.]
I miss them so much.