[John spent hours out there, but he knows how to follow orders. When to call it, when there is nothing more he can do. Nothing more that can be done.
It is not a particularly good feeling. Not a particularly good end to a particularly terrible day. He wishes he could simply go to Geralt now. Take comfort in the solid presence of him. It is difficult to be alone, at a time such as this. But John does not voice such things. Instead he says:]
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It is not a particularly good feeling. Not a particularly good end to a particularly terrible day. He wishes he could simply go to Geralt now. Take comfort in the solid presence of him. It is difficult to be alone, at a time such as this. But John does not voice such things. Instead he says:]
𝓘 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮. 𝓦𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮?
[Good god, he is so tired, it reads even here.]