@walkerofwastes sent Gideon is helping Geralt put together an outfit for a ball he’s dragging Geralt to. He plucks a shirt from his hands, “ah, not that one. Purple is for royalty, dear. Jaskier was right, you are hopeless. Thank the gods you have me to help you. Here, try the blue and gold one. It compliments your eyes.”
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“Why must I attend this ball again?” Geralt says as the purple fabric is plucked from his hands - he had no intention of wearing it, he’d only been looking at it. He glances at the blue and gold shirt before taking it from Gideon’s grasp. “Why can’t I simply wear my armor?” He’s a Witcher, after all, and he will be recongized from his white hair and golden cat-eyes. No point in dressing all fancy.
Peeling off his own ordinary white shirt, he pulls the other shirt on before huffing at Gideon and arching an eyebrow as if to silently ask ‘well?’ “What else have you and Jaskier talked about?”
