[ Despite his protests, Geralt is surprisingly patient and still while she works, now that she's convinced him to let her do it. He watches her quietly, with a faint curiosity. She doesn't ask what happened, which is for the best. Geralt's not certain how to explain it beyond Got bit.
It does feel better, once she puts on the finishing touches. He shakes his head, already starting to stand back up. ]
Thanks. [ It holds his weight easier. Geralt shoulders his bag once more. Damn rain hasn't let up. They're both soaking wet now. ]
I won't hold you up. [ He imagines she'd rather be indoors somewhere. ]
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It does feel better, once she puts on the finishing touches. He shakes his head, already starting to stand back up. ]
Thanks. [ It holds his weight easier. Geralt shoulders his bag once more. Damn rain hasn't let up. They're both soaking wet now. ]
I won't hold you up. [ He imagines she'd rather be indoors somewhere. ]