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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]

[ Geralt does not intend to leave Nero hanging in his last moments. It's only that the scrawl comes out of fucking nowhere while he's got a brush in one hand and Roach's hoof in the other, wind battering at the stable's roof. For too long, he just. Freezes. Because what the fuck? He's— ]

I'm here.

[ It's curt. He doesn't mean to be curt, but perhaps Nero will understand. He won't know. He'll never be able to ask, and a part of him is already beginning to accept that. ]

He'll be waiting across the meadow.

1/2

[vengeanceinside]

[Jesus. The hand that was clenching his heart seems to loosen. He saw it. Geralt saw it. He's not imagining those words... curt as hell, even now. And now it's like everything that was keeping him alive for those last moments understands it doesn't have to try so hard anymore.

He's still afraid. What asshole wouldn't be? But there's nothing to be done for it now. If his body can't heal this, then no one could help him. He holds onto Steve, too tight. Grips his own fucking arm on Steve's body. Didn't even know he could do that.

His thoughts are all over the place, but he puts them together for this.

He breathes, a rattling, wet breath. Credo. Yeah. Maybe he will be waiting. Would be nice to believe, huh?]

Be waiting for you when you decide to kick it, too. But make sure it isn't for a good, long time, or I'll be pissed.

2/2 this is just for me

[vengeanceinside]

Love ya, grandpa.