[ The lightest scrunch marks Geralt's brows when Cid says gil. He's heard that term before, used only by those from a particular sphere. He almost wants to ask if the man is familiar with a name like Thancred or Himeka—but for the moment, he lets the curiosity slide by.
Something to consider later. ]
I was taken. Like you. [ Geralt falls into step beside Cid now that the swan is free to terrorize another hapless civilian. The crowd on the street flows around them, and Geralt walks with an almost absent expectation that most will move out of his path. ] I imagine you needn't be told there's little reason to return to the barracks.
[ The only folk there are those newly arrived and a bare handful who enlisted. All others leave as quickly as possible; few wish to be associated with the military power here. Or, like Geralt, were never brought there in the first place. But his arrival into the Free Cities was more complicated. ]
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Something to consider later. ]
I was taken. Like you. [ Geralt falls into step beside Cid now that the swan is free to terrorize another hapless civilian. The crowd on the street flows around them, and Geralt walks with an almost absent expectation that most will move out of his path. ] I imagine you needn't be told there's little reason to return to the barracks.
[ The only folk there are those newly arrived and a bare handful who enlisted. All others leave as quickly as possible; few wish to be associated with the military power here. Or, like Geralt, were never brought there in the first place. But his arrival into the Free Cities was more complicated. ]