[ Early in the month means that the pressure building at the back of Geralt's head is just a dull buzz for now, and he can still ignore it. Or so he thinks. He's more irritable than usual, even though it's hard to tell; not like he runs much commentary about it.
He's at home, on the back deck on the main level of the narrow townhouse, working at installing an enchanted ... hot tub. Look. Gwen who is still living in the basement endorses it, and Geralt thinks it'd be nice to sit outside and contemplate the universe in a giant pot of hot water. ]
Something wrong?
[ He asks this without looking up from aligning a board. Lambert doesn't usually want to talk. ]
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He's at home, on the back deck on the main level of the narrow townhouse, working at installing an enchanted ... hot tub. Look. Gwen who is still living in the basement endorses it, and Geralt thinks it'd be nice to sit outside and contemplate the universe in a giant pot of hot water. ]
Something wrong?
[ He asks this without looking up from aligning a board. Lambert doesn't usually want to talk. ]