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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]

In the Horizon, it's easier to make and keep appointments. They don't require him to be at a certain place at a certain time. So he tips his head in agreement.

"Midday or so." That's when he takes shelter from the blazing sun—if he enters the Horizon, it tends to be then. Makes him feel especially nocturnal these days, how often he travels by night, but even in the winter months, he much prefers the plunging temperatures than the heat of the day. Cold, he was made to live in.

He gives the faintest chuckle. He hasn't the first idea of what those things look like. "You'll have to show me."

At least he knows what the glasses are now.

[nadine_he_loves]

"That sounds good. Give it a few weeks, you'll be zipping around just like me."

Nadine has no doubt of that. This...this is going to be fun. She enjoys spending time with Geralt anyhow, and she likes teaching people things. It may not be her profession anymore, but it's a part of who she is.

"And...thank you, for this. Today. I think I needed it."

[gynvael]

His expression softens. He nods. "I think we both did."

Truthfully, he hadn't even realized it until Nadine asked him in here. He's been so focused on...problems. Things fucking happening. Maybe it was good, to take both their minds off the past few months.

For a moment, anyhow. He's still in the middle of the damn desert with Sam.

"I need to go back." Geralt straightens up. "Take care, Nadine."