[Her tone is almost pitying. But is it to John or herself? Or that delicate shred of hope inside of her that somehow endures.]
...you said you did not get any physical enchantments.
[It's an idle, distracting tease. Though she knows just what he means. The reflection of what you were not able to do, of who you let down or who you hurt.]
Your people, your kin, are they like you?
[A roundabout way to prod at Geralt's assessment.]
no subject
[Her tone is almost pitying. But is it to John or herself? Or that delicate shred of hope inside of her that somehow endures.]
...you said you did not get any physical enchantments.
[It's an idle, distracting tease. Though she knows just what he means. The reflection of what you were not able to do, of who you let down or who you hurt.]
Your people, your kin, are they like you?
[A roundabout way to prod at Geralt's assessment.]