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Geralt is always reachable by the network. Unless it's an emergency, expect not to hear back for a few hours, if not a few days.

To talk to him in person, you'll need to be in Cadens or go to his domain, a snowy mountain fortress. Yard is open; doors are locked. If he isn't around, leave a delivery with the white wolf.

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[gynvael]

Most others come to me for advice on killing things.

Should I ask?

[unwings]

Killings things I’m usually quite adept with.
Nurturing them into functional beings, less so.

It seems I’ve abruptly acquired a son I’ll be having some years into my future.

[gynvael]

[ Know that Geralt spends a very long time staring at this message.

As far as he's aware, angels are not. Birthed. Though this is not about him questioning Castiel's claim he has a son; Witchers can't have offspring, but Ciri is still his daughter in all the ways that matter. It's more— ]

Were you ever a child?

[unwings]

That depends on your definition of child. There was a time I was new to the world, but the world was new then too.

But there was no developmental period. Angels are created full formed, all they were intended to be. This child, however, is half angel and half human.

[gynvael]

When I first found Ciri, my only thought was to protect her.
Your instincts are probably the same.

But you can only guide them to fend for themselves.

[unwings]

Yes, immediately. After the shock, it was all I could think of.

Fend for themselves? Like combat training, or scavenging? What skills did you teach Ciri?

[gynvael]

What she needed.

There's no road to follow, Castiel.
You make your own alongside him.

Better question is,
In what are you afraid you'll fail him?

[unwings]

That is frustrating vague, which I suppose falls into theme with all things human.

Ah. Well.
Where to start.
In teaching him to be human.
In preventing him from becoming too much of an angel.
In
In guiding him to find happiness. A home. Love.
I only know half of what he's meant to be, and it isn't what I'd consider the better half.

[gynvael]

We're not human.

If he is not, either,
You can't bury that.
Or split him into halves.

Does he trust you?

[unwings]

You're correct in that.
Asking him to deny any part of himself would be cruel.
I suppose I fear he'll be doomed to repeat my mistakes when caught between.
Perhaps my error in believing one can only belong to one or the other contributed to those.

Yes, he seems to.

[gynvael]

Give him a place to belong,
and he won't be.

Good. Keep his trust.
And stop fretting, Castiel.
Not everything needs to be a lesson.

[ Sometimes you simply launch snowballs at your child. Because you can. ]

[unwings]

A place to belong.
Yes, I think I can manage that.
Thank you, Geralt.

Yea, of course.
There’s also quality time and bonding.
What activities did you bond with Ciri over?

[gynvael]

[ This is significantly more active thought than Geralt's ever put into his parenting before. ]

Not sure they'd translate.
Ciri had a certain...
Drive

She did enjoy cards.
Riding, killing monsters.

Why don't you ask him?