[ Jaskier could mention it to her. They have spoken plainly on the matter, he and Ciri. About his reluctance. About his leaving. His resistance to the idea of bringing a child into the life he leads. He still thinks it holds little place for a child but destiny has found them no other choice except to prevail in the face of the odds.

The fear he had then still holds sway now. It did not stop him thinking of her. Of what she might be doing. Was she safe with her grandmother in Cintra?

He looks to her as she begins to relax from her tense posture. An almost soft look flits across his features. ]

People linked by destiny will always find each other.

[ His charge may well out him later. Explain the truth of the matter. The fact that Geralt had nearly died at the hands of the undead. That Ciri had been chased and accosted by all manner of people. Somehow, through it all, she finds the wife of the merchant who saved him and brought the two of them together. ]

We---We're going to camp soon for the night. If you would like to join us, you're welcome.