[ It's been a passing thought. Even in the woods, he can take a dip in the river. As much as he's used to blood and grime in his hair, it doesn't mean that's how he prefers to be.
Might be for the best, his sense of smell has been dulled by whatever they've done to him. Magic, no doubt. As seems to be the case for everything here. Damn mages.
Like his cellmate, Geralt's not interested in discussing their impending perils. It is what it is. Either he finds his opportunity out or he doesn't. What he does know is that regardless of what they intend to do to him, they have to open that door first. ]
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Might be for the best, his sense of smell has been dulled by whatever they've done to him. Magic, no doubt. As seems to be the case for everything here. Damn mages.
Like his cellmate, Geralt's not interested in discussing their impending perils. It is what it is. Either he finds his opportunity out or he doesn't. What he does know is that regardless of what they intend to do to him, they have to open that door first. ]
Perhaps they'll spice us next to aid with that.