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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]

[ He's kept a good portion of this to himself, in part because it's personal and in part because no one else can do a fucking thing to help. The people who can are already well aware.

But it has not crossed his mind there may be similarities between what Nero knows and what's been happening. In the end, he skirts across the fine details. ]

It's what I suspect.

It hails from his world,
but it's followed him here.

Only the Singularity has been capable of...
Transferring memories and changes.

[vengeanceinside]

S'what I was thinking.

Well. It plays close to home. Not everyone was a completely evil asshole when they changed -- eventually -- but bein' a demon didn't help. Maybe he'll be cool. I dunno. But seeing those wings rotting off doesn't look like a good sign. Like it might be gettin' worse.

[gynvael]

[ Mm. He does understand what Nero is saying. It's something he's been contemplating for weeks. And the conclusion is always the same. ]

I'll take care of it.

[vengeanceinside]

Yeah? By shooting him in the head when there's no other choice?

[Maybe anyone else, it would be a taunt, but with Geralt, it's a real question. And he can't help feeling pity for the poor bastard. And a whole lot more he doesn't want to untangle, deep in his chest.]

If you need me, say it. Maybe I can make my way over there. Not like this place's got anti-air missiles.

[Probably.]

[gynvael]

Yes.

[ Sword through the chest, more like. Wouldn't be the first time. He can't decide if it helps or not that Dean has asked him to do this.

Suppose they're at least both on the same page. ]

I will.
Worry about your own troubles
In the meantime.

[vengeanceinside]

What troubles? Solvunn is kickin' right now. Like being in Maui. Not a goddamn care in the world, if you ignore all the people ghostin' and the demons and the elder gods and, oh yeah, giant disgusting fish.

[There may be a sense Nero is holding something back. And maybe ten minutes later, it comes.]

I don't envy you. If you got to do it. Just wanted to say... I understand. That's all. Don't gotta say anything else.

[gynvael]

[ Geralt's response is even more delayed. But he does grasp what Nero is telling him. ]

It's never the monster you want to kill.

[vengeanceinside]

[Geralt really knows how to catch a guy off-guard, firing a shot to the heart of the matter. Too many faces flash up in his mind -- Credo, the Order he'd grown up with, Sanctus (not that he'd hesitated there.) V. Vergil --]

Yeah. Funny how it works out that way, huh?