The Witcher seems to have the same idea, though his travels find him at the gates of Gazin to do what he does best: help an older lady with her cart of freshly baked bread that slipped into a muddy rut. As Geralt accepts a loaf of rye as gratitude from the older lady, he turns to see the woman he met at the inn a couple of nights before slowly approach.

It was early and he didn't expect to be running into people even despite knowing that dawn is when every town comes alive.

After some quick fussing of the bread lady, Geralt forces a tight smile before glancing at the arsenal of weapons Cassandra has on her with a raised questioning brow.

"Good morning," he greets in his signature deep and husky voice. It may not sound all too cheerful but Geralt isn't exactly the portrait of happy most days.