Truthfully, he'd been steering a little towards a demon, of sorts, but now it's his turn to be derailed by the sheer amount of nonsense words that follow. Dean receives a blank look, then a vague lift of Geralt'a hand which implies zero of that means a damn thing to him. (A prince of what?)
The knit of his brows deepens. He pours himself a drink. ] Explain.
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Truthfully, he'd been steering a little towards a demon, of sorts, but now it's his turn to be derailed by the sheer amount of nonsense words that follow. Dean receives a blank look, then a vague lift of Geralt'a hand which implies zero of that means a damn thing to him. (A prince of what?)
The knit of his brows deepens. He pours himself a drink. ] Explain.