[Julian has chosen well. Having never had wealth in his life, Geralt finds it easy to part with what coin he has been given, and he's not even going to demand that Julian compensates him for it. He buys him one of what he's drinking - a simple gin and tonic - and holds it out in offering, taking a swig from his own glass.]
There's no need to 'make it up to me', unless you know how to use this.
[He points to the network device sitting on the bar. There's already a chip in the screen courtesy of him slamming it down at one point. It's not exactly intuitive.]
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There's no need to 'make it up to me', unless you know how to use this.
[He points to the network device sitting on the bar. There's already a chip in the screen courtesy of him slamming it down at one point. It's not exactly intuitive.]
In which case, you can sit and explain it to me.