Feelings, something they are both famously good at dealing with. Still, it's some sort of progress that they're trying? That they're not just calling it quits? It can't be what it was, and she's not sure what it is now and it may change again whenever he does remember or some other catalyst changes things but they're trying.
Even if it feels a bit like her gown being weighted down by water after going over a puddle.
"Well, you'll just have to get used to it." Because even before she had gotten her memories back, Jaskier had made himself important to her here.
Another moment, and her expression sobers a little. She had spent so much time working up the nerves to talk to him she didn't think too much of what to do after, and she doesn't want to admit she feels a little out of sorts, but she does.
Geralt makes a dissatisfied sound at that, but it's mostly bluff while he tries to settle into whatever their normal ought to be. He turns his attention back to the horses, wishing not for the first time they were actual horses rather than these monstrous approximations.
He'd prefer Roach, but even a good, solid farm horse would have been welcome.
Something that didn't crave meat, and provided a better conversation partner. Not that it keeps him from talking to these beasts, but real horses... real horses are simple, and often stupid, but they're good at people. At least they've always been good at Geralt.
"I've gotten used to worse," he says, which isn't exactly admitting he'll get used to this too but he can.
"At least you won't have to split your time up between us anymore?"
It feels weird. Should she leave? Give him some space? Does he want that? She doesn't like this, feeling uncertain about herself. She's Yennefer of fucking Vengerberg, she doesn't overthink things.
But she knows how badly she fucked up back home, and the note they left off there. And this one is not as sour but unpleasant in a different way altogether. Like a holding pattern, almost.
It would have been so much easier if they had just fought and fucked it out like usual.
"I should go" She finally says definitively, like she's made a decision. "I've put a lot on you to digest at once."
She's ready to go but deep down she's hoping he'll ask her to stay.
Geralt grunts, acknowledging her statement without agreeing with her or contradicting. It's only a delay. He knows he'll have to offer more, something to signal where they're supposed to go from here.
But damned if he knows where he wants to go. It would be now that Yennefer learned to take someone else's lead.
"Where will you go?" he asks,giving himself just a moment more to weigh his thoughts.
Yennefer would gladly take lead -- but she isn't even sure how to in this case. Sure she could push things, try to seduce him like she has so many times before but would it really give them any insight on how to move forward?
She doesn't know. She hates not knowing.
"The library, at least for now." Not that she's researching anything in particular right now, but it'll give her something to focus on. Maybe later she'd go to the club or bar and lose herself in drink -- she'd say she's earned it.
The fact her plan seems unpointed isn't lost on him. She doesn't have the kind of purpose she's had in the past, for example when she was plotting to escape Mammon's control.
This feels more like a product of having to be somewhere.
"I would invite you to stay, but I'm not sure you have an interest in visiting the stable while I take care of a hell horse." It's not quite asking her to stay. It doesn't seem fair somehow, with what seems to be between them. Like she might feel pressured to stay, or awkward if she didn't wish to stay herself. "You wouldn't be unwelcome though."
It comes out awkwardly, but it still seems important to say.
She misses having a purpose, some sort of mission to work on. As horrible as being tied to Mammon had been, it had given her direction. She has little of that right now.
"You're right, I don't have much interest in the stable or hell horses." Her words are careful and calculated. She sees the window he's given her, and for once doesn't read poorly between the lines, taking offense where there isn't any to find.
"But I'll stay anyways." Because of him, because she wants to try, even if it is all doomed to fall apart again. She'll stay, and try to make the most of whatever time they have.
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Feelings, something they are both famously good at dealing with. Still, it's some sort of progress that they're trying? That they're not just calling it quits? It can't be what it was, and she's not sure what it is now and it may change again whenever he does remember or some other catalyst changes things but they're trying.
Even if it feels a bit like her gown being weighted down by water after going over a puddle.
"Well, you'll just have to get used to it." Because even before she had gotten her memories back, Jaskier had made himself important to her here.
Another moment, and her expression sobers a little. She had spent so much time working up the nerves to talk to him she didn't think too much of what to do after, and she doesn't want to admit she feels a little out of sorts, but she does.
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He'd prefer Roach, but even a good, solid farm horse would have been welcome.
Something that didn't crave meat, and provided a better conversation partner. Not that it keeps him from talking to these beasts, but real horses... real horses are simple, and often stupid, but they're good at people. At least they've always been good at Geralt.
"I've gotten used to worse," he says, which isn't exactly admitting he'll get used to this too but he can.
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"At least you won't have to split your time up between us anymore?"
It feels weird. Should she leave? Give him some space? Does he want that? She doesn't like this, feeling uncertain about herself. She's Yennefer of fucking Vengerberg, she doesn't overthink things.
But she knows how badly she fucked up back home, and the note they left off there. And this one is not as sour but unpleasant in a different way altogether. Like a holding pattern, almost.
It would have been so much easier if they had just fought and fucked it out like usual.
"I should go" She finally says definitively, like she's made a decision. "I've put a lot on you to digest at once."
She's ready to go but deep down she's hoping he'll ask her to stay.
OH MY GOD I thought I'd replied to this!
But damned if he knows where he wants to go. It would be now that Yennefer learned to take someone else's lead.
"Where will you go?" he asks,giving himself just a moment more to weigh his thoughts.
no worries, notifs were so wonky, it happens
Yennefer would gladly take lead -- but she isn't even sure how to in this case. Sure she could push things, try to seduce him like she has so many times before but would it really give them any insight on how to move forward?
She doesn't know. She hates not knowing.
"The library, at least for now." Not that she's researching anything in particular right now, but it'll give her something to focus on. Maybe later she'd go to the club or bar and lose herself in drink -- she'd say she's earned it.
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This feels more like a product of having to be somewhere.
"I would invite you to stay, but I'm not sure you have an interest in visiting the stable while I take care of a hell horse." It's not quite asking her to stay. It doesn't seem fair somehow, with what seems to be between them. Like she might feel pressured to stay, or awkward if she didn't wish to stay herself. "You wouldn't be unwelcome though."
It comes out awkwardly, but it still seems important to say.
She's not unwelcome where he is. Wherever he is.
end?
She misses having a purpose, some sort of mission to work on. As horrible as being tied to Mammon had been, it had given her direction. She has little of that right now.
"You're right, I don't have much interest in the stable or hell horses." Her words are careful and calculated. She sees the window he's given her, and for once doesn't read poorly between the lines, taking offense where there isn't any to find.
"But I'll stay anyways." Because of him, because she wants to try, even if it is all doomed to fall apart again. She'll stay, and try to make the most of whatever time they have.