She huffs at him, though the kiss to her hair is welcome.
"What happened to you may have been set in motion by your ancestors, but it doesn't make it your fault, either."
She sighs, shifting herself so she can have a better view of his face, scarred and weather-beaten as it is. That he so readily confessed to his brother loving a woman is interesting; she'd been told so many times that witchers were incapable of such an emotion. She supposes that plays into the stereotypes he talks about. "But I am glad that you can find some small measure of happiness, sometimes. I hope that I can help provide some of that for you."
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Date: 2020-09-21 07:02 pm (UTC)"What happened to you may have been set in motion by your ancestors, but it doesn't make it your fault, either."
She sighs, shifting herself so she can have a better view of his face, scarred and weather-beaten as it is. That he so readily confessed to his brother loving a woman is interesting; she'd been told so many times that witchers were incapable of such an emotion. She supposes that plays into the stereotypes he talks about. "But I am glad that you can find some small measure of happiness, sometimes. I hope that I can help provide some of that for you."