His Witcher senses always made him more aware of people and if he wasn't as socially challenged as he was, Geralt might even be able to tolerate being in a room with a few more people. That wasn't the case and may never be the case. But, when he spots her hair in his periphery, he knows there's a good chance Daenerys will engage him in conversation.

"At least the important places," he answers, amber eyes remaining on the map for a moment longer before they are lifted to the young woman's face. "For when I come through it again."

Geralt's words are indeed a bit vague and he suspects more questions but deep down, he doesn't mind. It fills that Jaskier shaped hole that was left by the bard.

Damn him.