I live here. [ and after a beat, where she hopes masks her realization and surprise, ] But I am from beyond the mirrors. Lagertha.
[ lagertha seems to, very barely, drop her aim. the point of her arrow goes to the earth, and she steels her expression the way she has since the moment she's walked across his path. trying not to smile, trying not to— ]
You're the witch fucker, then.
[ and then she can't help it. it's a small one. she's heard of you, geralt. if you're taking care of that girl— you might as well be okay. for now. ]
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[ lagertha seems to, very barely, drop her aim. the point of her arrow goes to the earth, and she steels her expression the way she has since the moment she's walked across his path. trying not to smile, trying not to— ]
You're the witch fucker, then.
[ and then she can't help it. it's a small one. she's heard of you, geralt. if you're taking care of that girl— you might as well be okay. for now. ]