@bruxolobo from starter call
Ameridan stared, fork poised at his lips in shock, but...oh gods, what the fuck?
He slowly set the fork down and took a slow, deep breath. "I'm sorry, but what happened to your hair?"
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@bruxolobo from starter call
Ameridan stared, fork poised at his lips in shock, but...oh gods, what the fuck?
He slowly set the fork down and took a slow, deep breath. "I'm sorry, but what happened to your hair?"
𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 - “ how about a little midnight snack? ”
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@bruxolobo
Some of the shaken, somber distance weighing down Tolbert's expression lifted, along with the corners of his mouth, just enough to be noticeable. "Sounds good."
Tolbert didn't realize how taut his joints had been until the release of that tension nearly unsteadied him. Catching himself with a hand on Geralt's upper arm, he let go and gave it a pat before heading toward Kaer Morhen's pantry. Movement, that was what his mind needed. Movement and familiar actions, familiar smells and tastes. Something with vegetables, maybe. He wasn't sure he could stand the scent of cooking flesh at the moment. "Any requests?" Tolbert added over his shoulder, trying his best to sound more like his usual self.