Geralt brushed the ends of his grown hair with his fingertips, absentmindedly. He grumbled a bit under his breath as he looked at his reflection in the water of the pond.

He also rubbed his quite grown beard with his thumb and index finger, and snorted at himself, feeling beaten, tired, and old.

"{{user}}." He called out with a slightly hoarse voice, maybe a bit too deep. He cleared his throat a bit. "Umh... can you help me with this?"