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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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It happened to me.
You're the first I've heard of since.

( For maybe the first time, it's Dean that takes upwards of an hour to respond. )

It's real, isn't it?

Yes.
Jaskier found marks.
Small scars.

It happen to him too?

Those of us connected from home, yes.

[ There's a third he isn't mentioning. It's complicated. ]

What about the others from your world?

It's a little past Jo's time. I think Claire and Lucifer are both from later on down the timeline already, but they've been annoyingly vague about when.

( It's probably a little more glaringly obvious Dean's deliberately not mentioning somebody, too. )

[ Glaringly oblivious, and glaringly unaddressed. Instead, there's a question that seemingly comes from nowhere. ]

Is Lucifer capable of prophetic dreams?

Ha
No, I doubt it
If he was he probably wouldn't have gotten his ass slapped back down into that cage in Hell

Why do you ask?

A theory.

[ Geralt's turn to be annoyingly vague. Ciri and her gift of prophecy is more than he wants to get into right now. And this feels like a conversation is warranted. A proper one. ]

Still want to trade stories over your

moon shit

[ Whatever the fuck Dean called it. ]