* 𝘑𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘳.

“You know what? Let’s camp.” He’s standing now and offering the other his hand. “What harm will it do?”

“Are you sure? We still have a night of paid stay…” although, he does much prefer the outdoors.

“Helps clear the mind, doesn’t it?” He answers softly. “I like camping for those reasons. It’s quieter… we can camp tomorrow, if you’d prefer?”

“We can stay here as long as you need,” he tells him. “Just let me know when you’re ready to go.”

Geralt smiles too, turning towards Jaskier after a moment. “I saw that one,” he says quietly.

Geralt watches too, not saying anything yet. He hopes they’ll see another one; and that it’ll cheer the bard up a little again.

“Huh,” Geralt exhales a little. “Didn’t see it.” “Where in the sky?” He looks up now, waiting for Jaskier to explain.

“What did you see?” Geralt asks quietly, noting Jaskisr’s shock out of the corner of his eye.

Taking a seat right beside him. Glancing up at the stars.

He’ll follow to wherever Jaskier wants to go, and then they can stop and rest if need be. Or talk. Whatever he feels.