Indeed, it matters far more what you do and say.

[ Her gaze softens, and Ciri leans forward, her hands atop the table lightly touching her teacup, though she hasn't had any to drink yet. ]

I don't want to put you in any danger either. And I don't mean only Geralt.

You've kept certain things about our misadventure all those months ago to yourself, and I'll thank you to keep anything we've talked about today similarly in confidence. [ She knows she hasn't said much, that she hasn't explained enough for him to understand, but even this little -- for his own sake -- isn't something she wants brought up in idle chatter. Not that Viktor is the type, of course. ]

I only want to be left alone. I don't want to give them any reasons to look for me. Not the forces after me from before I came here or the military or the mages or whoever the fuck.

I want to protect the life I have here. The people I have here. That includes you, Viktor.

[ Realizing it's gotten a bit intense, Ciri leans back again with an awkward laugh, finally picking up her tea. ]

Don't worry. Geralt won't come after you in your sleep or anything.