【授权翻译初稿/狼诗狼】最特殊的伤痕（下）(2)

最奇特的伤痕
Once more, Jaskier changes his mind. While choking on blood and desperation, Jaskier once believed knowing how Geralt felt about him was better than not.
再一次，亚斯克尔改变了想法。曾经被鲜血和绝望窒息时，亚斯克尔相信，了解杰洛特对他的感觉会比不了解好。
“If life could give me one blessing, it would be to take you off my hands.”
“是否生活给我的恩赐，就是把你从我手中夺走。”
A sword in the gut would’ve been kinder.
一把贯穿胸腹的剑或许更仁慈。
Walking as if possessed by another, Jaskier finds the dwarves and writes down their account of the dragon encounter. If they notice a change in his attitude they don’t mention it – happy to exaggerate their part in the adventure.

亚斯克尔失魂落魄的走着，他找到矮人们，写下了这次关于龙的冒险。即使矮人们注意到了他的状态，他们也不在意——他们乐于夸大自己在这次冒险中的作用。
Night falls, but Jaskier continues down the mountain without stopping. Something withered and fragile in his chest commands him to put as much distance between him and Geralt as possible. He stumbles and the sharp pain on his palm doesn’t register until he’s face to face with Yennefer.
夜幕降临，但亚斯克尔依旧毫不停歇的下山。他心中脆弱的羞耻心驱使他尽可能的远离杰洛特。他忽视了掌心的剧痛，跌跌撞撞的前行，直到叶妮芙出现在他面前。
“He doesn’t know you’re soulmates.”