"Terrible," Geralt agrees. He can't say he's less happy about this than Yennefer is. That would be a difficult accomplishment. Beyond that, he wouldn't take that crown away from her.
Yennefer deserves the honor.
But Geralt is there with her, hating this all and sure in his particular, philosophically pessimistic way, that this is going to end badly. Probably in the way he has to clean up later.
Not that it stops him from taking the the dark chocolate and sniffing it. At least it doesn't smell too sweet at least.
"We have always been good at making bad decisions together," She clicks her chocolate covered cherry against his piece before taking a bite. It's quite delicious, just the right mix of tart and sweet. It hasn't taken effect just yet but it won't be long before she starts feelings it.
But for now she enjoys it, licking the traces of chocolate off the tips of her fingers once she's done.
Geralt can't argue that, so he doesn't bother trying. He snorts softly, the sound softer and better natured than a grunt. Someone converse in Geralt's various communicative noises might even call it rather good humored.
He shakes his head, letting the chocolate melt on his tongue, bittersweet as it coats his mouth.
"Not bad," he admits. "Not as sweet as most of the treats they throw at us here."
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Yennefer deserves the honor.
But Geralt is there with her, hating this all and sure in his particular, philosophically pessimistic way, that this is going to end badly. Probably in the way he has to clean up later.
Not that it stops him from taking the the dark chocolate and sniffing it. At least it doesn't smell too sweet at least.
"To not making mistakes alone?" As a mock toast.
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"We have always been good at making bad decisions together," She clicks her chocolate covered cherry against his piece before taking a bite. It's quite delicious, just the right mix of tart and sweet. It hasn't taken effect just yet but it won't be long before she starts feelings it.
But for now she enjoys it, licking the traces of chocolate off the tips of her fingers once she's done.
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He shakes his head, letting the chocolate melt on his tongue, bittersweet as it coats his mouth.
"Not bad," he admits. "Not as sweet as most of the treats they throw at us here."