[ He isn't wrong; she'll need to talk to Yennefer, and they'll figure something out, but right now, Ciri just isn't in the mood to think about the best long-term approach. She's clearly agitated, and Geralt's invariable calm is starting to get on her nerves.

So he's a friend of Triss's and Yennefer's, and Geralt's supposed ally, and no one had thought to even mention the mage to her?

Ciri clicks her tongue in annoyance, throwing up her hands. ]

I don't know, Geralt.

I want to make sure he keeps his fucking mouth shut.

I am not planning on leaving here, and if he wants me to go back to the Continent because he thinks I'm some special fucking savior, I'd sooner cut his throat.