[Geralt casts a rather pointed look at the arm Julian is using for support. If he wanted to convince Geralt of approaching sobriety, he should’ve had the forethought to at least attempt walking on his own. But that sort of foresight probably requires more sobriety than Julian currently has.]
If it’s all the same to you, I’d prefer not to have to clean vomit off my floors. I just received them.
[He directs Julian toward an alleyway far out of the way of any streetlamps, so dark that one is prevented from seeing what sits beyond it. The Up is safe enough that Geralt doesn’t have to have any reservations about entering such a place without a weapon.]
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If it’s all the same to you, I’d prefer not to have to clean vomit off my floors. I just received them.
[He directs Julian toward an alleyway far out of the way of any streetlamps, so dark that one is prevented from seeing what sits beyond it. The Up is safe enough that Geralt doesn’t have to have any reservations about entering such a place without a weapon.]