The rocks may melt and the seas may burn

[every_blossom_blooming]

When she finally extricated herself from the couch in Kaz and Inej's apartment, Nina had gone back to her own. She couldn't bring herself to go back to the cabin yet, though she was sure she should do... something. She drifted around her apartment, touching things left behind. There was too much of him here and not enough.

At some point after the sun had gone down, she found herself on the floor with the stupid owl mug that, in all its ridiculousness, had become Geralt's. The tears fell without notice now. She found her phone, vaguely aware that she had all but disappeared from the world since Geralt did. It had been days.

She sent a text to Frank.

Help me. He's gone.

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[onebatch_twobatch]

Frank was there as quickly as he could be.

When he arrived at Nina's apartment, he wasn't quite sure what to say. He didn't know Geralt, really; they'd met in passing at a couple of his times in Nina's apartment, but they'd never really spoken. But Peggy had disappeared from Darrow recently, and Frank was still feeling a little raw from that. It wasn't the same.

He knocked and then tried her door. It was open. He let himself in.

"Nina?"