Date: 2017-09-30 03:36 am (UTC)
worstsin: (the wolf feeds in the forest)
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"He's a sweet creature."

Aster rolled onto his back, shoving his pale chest up at the witcher, who sighed, and obliged the dog.

Geralt wished, for a moment, he'd worn gloves, but took the man's hand anyway, hoping he wouldn't notice the sensation Geralt's touch would tend to give.

"I'm willing to put in man-hours. I'm not a carpenter, or a farmer, but I lived in an isolated place, and we handled those things by ourselves perforce at Kaer Morhen."

At Vesemir's nagging, perhaps. The trouble was, when he, Eskel and Lambert were together, drinking tended to follow, and thus, laziness.
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