[His tone turns sullen. It's the military all right- even down to arbitrary rules and requirements that are enforced even when not on the clock.
...He hates it. And yeah. A lot of him's pissed that after everything, he's back in that sort of setting. But Geralt- as much as he finds his presence welcome simply through the fact he seems to favour not talking all that much either- is hardly a shoulder. And he's not the sort to need a sounding board.
He'd rather do something about it.]
How far to the town?
[It's not like he's concerned about the curfew or anything. And perhaps childishly, it runs through his head to clarify that. Yet he turns his gaze to the desert. If he's to make a run for it at some point...
It's pretty much a crapshoot. There doesn't seem to be anything for miles.]
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[His tone turns sullen. It's the military all right- even down to arbitrary rules and requirements that are enforced even when not on the clock.
...He hates it.
And yeah. A lot of him's pissed that after everything, he's back in that sort of setting. But Geralt- as much as he finds his presence welcome simply through the fact he seems to favour not talking all that much either- is hardly a shoulder. And he's not the sort to need a sounding board.
He'd rather do something about it.]
How far to the town?
[It's not like he's concerned about the curfew or anything. And perhaps childishly, it runs through his head to clarify that. Yet he turns his gaze to the desert. If he's to make a run for it at some point...
It's pretty much a crapshoot. There doesn't seem to be anything for miles.]