[ Admittedly, Geralt hasn't spoken too much about Vessemir, aside from a few stories here and there. Geralt hasn't really said too much about Kaer Morhen at all, which makes him even more excited to be spending the winter there. He's going to learn so much about Geralt, just being in the place that shaped him.

He looks over at Aiden calling Lamber Puppy and smirks. ] I won't put a word about your family in the song, but what about that little nickname? It's charming, really. I think that everyone will enjoy my rendition of the Puppy and the Kitty Cat.

[ At the sound of Geralt's huff of a laugh, Jaskier preens. He's so absolutely gone on that man, and he's not even a little bit embarrassed about it. ]

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There are some still alive? [ Geralt murmurs as he organizes his deck. He's been there during the sacking; it's the reason why there are so few wolf witchers now. It's why it's only Eskel, Lambert and him. Leave it to Lambert to find a Cat to get attached to. Then again, Geralt had found himself a bard, and as hard as he'd tried to rid himself of Jaskier, the man is tenacious.

Geralt can't say that he minds. Not anymore.

He sets his cards down and arches an eyebrow at Aiden. He's determined to get that wine. It's one of Jaskier's favourites.]