She was still bare. He leaned forward, wrapping arms around her and pulling her to him, against his chest. Geralt wasn't certain how to give comfort any other way. His words always felt like half-measures, fumbling, emotionally bankrupt, uninspiring.
But he could hold Nina.
"I'll walk back into town with you, when you're ready."
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Date: 2017-09-24 04:16 pm (UTC)She was still bare. He leaned forward, wrapping arms around her and pulling her to him, against his chest. Geralt wasn't certain how to give comfort any other way. His words always felt like half-measures, fumbling, emotionally bankrupt, uninspiring.
But he could hold Nina.
"I'll walk back into town with you, when you're ready."