Geralt, slightly drunk, stood from where he sat and, in fact, did headbutt the Bull, just hard enough. He grimaced afterward -- headbutting a fiend was worse, but damn, that was a hard head for a humanoid.
"Then don't do it again. But don't pretend like the choice has anything to do with whether or not you're being a good subject under your Qun. I know there's something wrong with me, that I can't have faith in anything at all. But maybe it helps me see through some of the bullshit. You need help, get help. Look outside yourself. You want to feel better, visit me. I'll make you meditate with me."
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Date: 2017-09-25 03:42 am (UTC)"Then don't do it again. But don't pretend like the choice has anything to do with whether or not you're being a good subject under your Qun. I know there's something wrong with me, that I can't have faith in anything at all. But maybe it helps me see through some of the bullshit. You need help, get help. Look outside yourself. You want to feel better, visit me. I'll make you meditate with me."