[ Geralt glances over his shoulder. He's had that machine for two or so summers now. He forgets that it's no doubt a strange sight for Steve, who often meets him in the physical world. Even for him, it still feels a bit foreign to ride, but that it exists solely in this imaginary plane helps with his acceptance of...how it's meant to function. ]
Nadine created it for me. [ Geralt doesn't know much more about it than that, but Steve will probably recognize it's styled after a vintage model. ] Bit faster than a horse.
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Nadine created it for me. [ Geralt doesn't know much more about it than that, but Steve will probably recognize it's styled after a vintage model. ] Bit faster than a horse.
[ Just a bit. ]