[ well, that's a bit of a bombshell confession—at least to her. kaer morhen is his home. it's the one place she suspects geralt to let his hair down (more than he already does) and lower his guards as well as someone like him can. to think he had wanted to share it with her…that can't be something born from the djinn's wish.

while yennefer wishes to drop her gaze, she doesn't. she watches him with little guarding her expression and releases a soft sigh. ]

I didn't think I would, either.

[ and yet, here she is, enjoying the company of geralt's brothers (lambert in particular, who is just too easy to rile up). ]

I suppose there's a first time for everything. I thought the rats would've been as big as your fist. [ wanting to lift the morose mood before it can truly settle, she tilts her chin up. ] I'm disappointed.