[As usual, Geralt only replied minimally to everything he said, and that single answer was extremely minimal itself. Still, so far, Geralt was the only one who was treated him like... normal. (Excluding the very personal information he'd shared only moments ago.)
It was only another side of Geralt, though. One that didn't surprise him.
Despite having seen the transformation himself several times, he simply... he couldn't do it. Not this time. The fox that was Jaskier turned away as if he heard something in the woods. He couldn't. The teeth, the cracking of bones -- he couldn't escape the sound, but he didn't have to watch the jerking.
It was better. Much better. But still, when he turns to face the wolf, smaller than he would be on a full moon and yet still so many times larger than himself, he feels a jolt of cold fear, his tiny heart hammering in his chest. His paws slip backwards and the magic, for a moment, almost pulls away from his body.]
Don't -- [He shakes himself.] Ignore that, please. It's not me. It's... residual. I saw a lot of things in the cages that I know did not happen.
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It was only another side of Geralt, though. One that didn't surprise him.
Despite having seen the transformation himself several times, he simply... he couldn't do it. Not this time. The fox that was Jaskier turned away as if he heard something in the woods. He couldn't. The teeth, the cracking of bones -- he couldn't escape the sound, but he didn't have to watch the jerking.
It was better. Much better. But still, when he turns to face the wolf, smaller than he would be on a full moon and yet still so many times larger than himself, he feels a jolt of cold fear, his tiny heart hammering in his chest. His paws slip backwards and the magic, for a moment, almost pulls away from his body.]
Don't -- [He shakes himself.] Ignore that, please. It's not me. It's... residual. I saw a lot of things in the cages that I know did not happen.