[ Never one to mind silence, Geralt sits in it with the cat. It's oddly peaceful; even knowing that the cat is not exactly a cat, he finds the company easier than someone in human form.
Only when the cat asks him a question does he look over. ]
Mm. Few months shy of a year. [ He's settled into it with less trouble than he'd thought. ] We knew each other from home.
[ Or, well. Friends, as other people would put it. ]
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Only when the cat asks him a question does he look over. ]
Mm. Few months shy of a year. [ He's settled into it with less trouble than he'd thought. ] We knew each other from home.
[ Or, well. Friends, as other people would put it. ]