[ With how much shit's happened, Geralt hadn't the time to contact those left behind. Hadn't let himself think about it. He'd spent the first day to sunset finding shelter, building a fire. Spent the next locating the ones lost on the other side, hunting down some rabbits so no one starves in the snow, cleaning his wounds in the icy waters before rebinding them.
It's another day before he finally has a moment to consider what lies beyond the next hour. He shouldn't be worried about Nero. It is rare that he is. Like him, Nero is hard to kill.
But he knows death is not all that can fuck with you. ]
[Nero doesn't regret staying behind. Hell no. But he can admit -- goddamn, it really sucks. The strength he used to help get people out and to stop Ciri from killing the water boy and escaping from that bone bastard -- all of it's drained him. Nero's still going, but he's slow. He holds his side more often than not where the wound festers and splits further open, deep enough he swears he can see his organs growing seedlings.
And yet even among all this, still feels good to be remembered.]
You'll never guess. Once you guys left, they put up big screen TVs. We're watching Little House on the Prairie. There's even pizza. Been a great time.
[A beat. He hadn't noticed. Not that he would. Even holding onto consciousness is a hell of a battle right now. It -- shit, he's right. He'd seen Geralt's words a little easier.
After a while, Nero'd given up sending more. Dante got it, or Thancred would tell him. Beyond those messages, it was up to them.
He grunts, sitting up a little straighter.]
Got no fucking idea. I haven't even thought about it. It's not gonna do me much good even if it is.
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early week 3.
It's another day before he finally has a moment to consider what lies beyond the next hour. He shouldn't be worried about Nero. It is rare that he is. Like him, Nero is hard to kill.
But he knows death is not all that can fuck with you. ]
Still in one piece?
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And yet even among all this, still feels good to be remembered.]
You'll never guess. Once you guys left, they put up big screen TVs. We're watching Little House on the Prairie. There's even pizza. Been a great time.
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Don't gorge yourself.
Is the Horizon open to you?
Your words are clear.
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[A beat. He hadn't noticed. Not that he would. Even holding onto consciousness is a hell of a battle right now. It -- shit, he's right. He'd seen Geralt's words a little easier.
After a while, Nero'd given up sending more. Dante got it, or Thancred would tell him. Beyond those messages, it was up to them.
He grunts, sitting up a little straighter.]
Got no fucking idea. I haven't even thought about it. It's not gonna do me much good even if it is.
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There's a woman in the Horizon.
By the Singularity.
Seems she could help heal.
You can trust her.
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you nailed to my door?
If it works—
Might help the others with you.
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[Now he's sweating. Was it weird???]
I'll check it out. Not like I got much else to do, and no one's gonna mess with my unconscious body. Probably.
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[ He did, actually. ]
Good.
And Nero—
Don't piss her off.
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WHAT DOES THAT MEAN
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Tell her we're friends.
Try not to strain when you say it.
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I'll try to stop myself from telling her and shitting myself at the same time. Thanks for the vote of confidence, asshole.
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When you're home.
[ Because Nero had better make it home. ]
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And tell Dante he's a dick.
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Try not to die
before you hear it.
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