[ Geralt frowns briefly when Dean's elbow digs into his side. It all happens in rapid succession, from centipede to rabbit to...
The fuck. His expression shifts from interest to concern. Will it—?
He leans to the right as the creature stretches and snaps with a pitiful squeak. Small shimmery bits rain down on them. For a second, he just. Looks mildly perturbed. That was...unexpected. His gaze flicks to Dean. Then he glances back at the void where the hare once was. A twisted portal? That was what it seemed like to him.
He'll have to inform Castiel there is no more worm for the angel to possess or speak to. ]
There's something else at work than mere magic. [ He doesn't fully explain what he means by this. ] What of the seed? Jaskier tells me it won't stay sprouted.
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The fuck. His expression shifts from interest to concern. Will it—?
He leans to the right as the creature stretches and snaps with a pitiful squeak. Small shimmery bits rain down on them. For a second, he just. Looks mildly perturbed. That was...unexpected. His gaze flicks to Dean. Then he glances back at the void where the hare once was. A twisted portal? That was what it seemed like to him.
He'll have to inform Castiel there is no more worm for the angel to possess or speak to. ]
There's something else at work than mere magic. [ He doesn't fully explain what he means by this. ] What of the seed? Jaskier tells me it won't stay sprouted.