true . . . that’s strange . he’s usually not so nice to people he actually likes .

oh no , he does like him . quite a lot , as it happens . he just usually treats people he likes with more mockery .

he does try , but he hasn’t said anything to her that wasn’t entirely genuine .

wine for breakfast !

( that makes two of them ). well, if he ever gets bored of the wolf . . . . . . he should clarify that this is 𝗮𝗯𝘀𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 a joke .

then his wicked plan is working . might he accompany her on that walk ?

naturally . witchers are devious beasts , after all . it would be his honour to do so . he’d suggest coming to get her , but maybe he should stay out of sight of her aunt ?

really ? he hasn’t seen that in him before , but he can’t say he’s surprised . he has no intention of stepping on anybody’s toes . he won’t mention it .

is he . . .    𝙖𝙝 . they haven’t spoken . but is he alright ?

aiden’s pretty good at stitching . . . if he’s got enough time to stick around , he could help him out ?

with a shrug , he settles by his side and sets about preparing his kit . “ would you care to talk about where you’re heading to , that’s so urgent you can’t stop to look after this ?”

aiden’s brows knit together , confusion and concern . he is gentle as he can be when he sets about stitching , but he knows it’ll hurt nonetheless . “ funny . i haven’t seen my brother in a while , either . has something happened to yours ?”

“ 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝘀 —— ” aiden’s hand slips . the needle tugs painfully at the skin but he hardly notices as blood coats his hand . “ no . . . no , no , 𝗻𝗼 , jaskier said he was 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚 !”