[ She laughs again, an almost girlish giggle; in combination with the tail and the ears, the grumbling is just adorable. It has occurred to her she might end up with similar features of her own, depending on her luck, but they don't seem too bad. Well, maybe the tail does get in the way... but she'll worry about that if it affects her later. ]

Nonsense. You seem to have adapted splendidly.

[ The question seems to surprise her. Ciri lifts her chin slightly without even thinking about it, proud. ]

That's right. [ She replies confidently, no hesitation. Even if it's only technically kind of true, but she intends to work as a Witcher. Doesn't mean she isn't one, if you ask her. ] Figure I could find work like that here too. Seems a big city. Room enough for at least two Witchers, I'd say.