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    “They - your bard - they said it was traditional,” the barmaid says bitterly.

    “Traditionally it’s a virgin, and it doesn’t work anyway,” Geralt growls, dropping his bag of assorted potion ingredients and whirling. “Fuck - where?”

    The barmaid points west. “There’s a hill outside town.”

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    The way Jaskier sees it, his hobby of following a witcher around was always pretty likely to get him killed.

    The fact that it's happening now because the witcher in question doesn't love him, he thinks as he coughs up crumpled flowers, hardly makes a difference.

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    Batman's heartbeat keeps speeding up whenever Clark is around. For instance: when Clark greets him, half-naked, on a Gotham rooftop. Or when he uses his superstrength to save a busload of schoolchildren. Or sometimes even just when he smiles.

    Clearly the poor man is terrified of him.

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    The bard doesn’t seem to notice Geralt lurking behind him until Geralt clears his throat, a low rumble, which makes him turn.

    “Goodness,” he says. “Hello. You’re very… loomy.”

    Now she’s closer, Ciri can see his face properly. His hair hangs lank around his face; stubble covers his chin, a little too long to be stylish; his eyes above are a bright shining blue. And yet there’s something faded about him, his clothes just slightly worse for wear, his cheeks hollow.

    “Jaskier,” Geralt says, almost desperately.

    After the mountain, a reunion. It doesn’t go that well, to begin with.

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    “Please don’t do this, Yennefer.” She leans back.

    “Do what?”

    Jaskier swallows hard, bringing one knee up and pressing his forehead to it, his arms wrapped loosely around his leg. His voice, when he finally speaks, is soft, pain clear in his tone.

    “Don’t give me hope.” He tells her, swallowing hard after he says it. “I can’t do it again.” He turns his head to look at her from beneath his fringe. “I spent decades hoping, Yennefer. And it got me fuck all besides the dressing down of my life on top of that fucking mountain and a fun little session of torture later.”

     

    (Jaskier hoped that he could have more with Geralt once, and all it had gotten him was abandoned on a mountain. He won’t make the same mistake twice.)

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