[ He's still considering what else to say—that isn't the bluntness he's prone to—when she bombards him with more questions. Geralt blinks. ]
Food's not bad. [ That is to say, it's better than what they had at home. He still hasn't ventured far in variety—he hasn't had much reason to when half the time, he's eating what he hunts, anyway—but he suspects Ciri might be eager for what can be found in the markets. ] Haven't been kicked out anywhere yet.
[ He pauses. He is not, technically speaking, a Witcher in the same way. Which raises a question of what Ciri will be now, too. She hasn't shown off her magic yet. It makes him think she might be like him. It's not a conversation he wants to save for later: she needs to know about the full moons. ]
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Food's not bad. [ That is to say, it's better than what they had at home. He still hasn't ventured far in variety—he hasn't had much reason to when half the time, he's eating what he hunts, anyway—but he suspects Ciri might be eager for what can be found in the markets. ] Haven't been kicked out anywhere yet.
[ He pauses. He is not, technically speaking, a Witcher in the same way. Which raises a question of what Ciri will be now, too. She hasn't shown off her magic yet. It makes him think she might be like him. It's not a conversation he wants to save for later: she needs to know about the full moons. ]
Did they tell you if you're a Witch?