[ she rolls her eyes. if yennefer truly admits it to herself, she's missed him. she knows she's missed him. their time apart is like aching for a missing limb. when she had lost her magic, she had thought that she had lost her identity and her home—and geralt had been a part of that.

but he's here, and her selfishness and incapability to be anything but swept up in greed destroyed what little home she already had. ]

Jaskier. [ she lets out a breath. ] In case you weren't aware, he's teaching Ciri one of his favourite ballads about you. It's quite complimentary.