The other witcher stares at him across the table. Briefly, he wonders if the white gull combined with the stuff Vesemir gives him for pain is making him hallucinate. Better have some more just to be sure.

He sighs.

"Too late for that now." He says of a return to how things had been before. "For both of us." He sighs. "Now we just gotta figure out where we're going from here. You've got your child of surprise, your accidental djinn-wife and the bard to deal with. And I'll be lucky if I don't end up puttering around here like the old man until the boredom kills me."