Dating was also a word he wouldn't use. Not when his needs are generally met during an evening at the local tavern with copious amounts of alcohol and women. But, he hasn't seen Cassandra like that. She was that kind of lady who deserves better than someone like him. Still, he can't help but lose time when around her.

He enjoys the stories, even tells a few of his own of his time at Kaer Morhen and of experiences with creatures and beasts. He had been about to tell her of how he met the bard, Jaskier when the phenomenon stole his attention.

Not knowing if Cassandra has seen them before, he glances back at animals responsible for the lightshow.

"They're fire fennec's," he tells her. "And soon, they'll be hundreds of them."