There was only one, after all. To accept it or not. And Geralt felt frankly too old and too thin and too tired to keep raging about the fact constantly. His emotions were suddenly too bright and too transient and left him exhausted in their wake. So he'd made a decision to let it be, to waut and see what happened, with Nina's counsel.
Her counsel was often wiser than her years ought to have permitted, or maybe Geralt had become too jaded.
"Come in and have a drink with me."
They could at least get out of the sun before he burned or made himself sick.
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There was only one, after all. To accept it or not. And Geralt felt frankly too old and too thin and too tired to keep raging about the fact constantly. His emotions were suddenly too bright and too transient and left him exhausted in their wake. So he'd made a decision to let it be, to waut and see what happened, with Nina's counsel.
Her counsel was often wiser than her years ought to have permitted, or maybe Geralt had become too jaded.
"Come in and have a drink with me."
They could at least get out of the sun before he burned or made himself sick.