Her looks are. Her personality is crap if you ask me. But I can't deny that she looks like a bloody goddess. And I really really hate that.

Fishing for compliments, eh? Well, you're kind. Your heart is no frozen block of ice. And you're a better fit for the big old white haired grump.

Oh no darling. I completely understand. Well, you've already got bonus points for being nice to me and not... be weirded out by what... well. That I fancy Geralt too, so...

Oh gods... am I that obvious? I–I probably should tune it all down, eh? Thank you. Again, kind of you.

Ohhhh good boy~

"You really do need to eat more, darling. You would want to keep up with me, no?"

"Darling, really?" He says with raised eyebrows, nodding towards the bed, then he takes the offered bread. "Surely you don't need me to explain?"

He's tilting his head, a soft smile appearing at the touch. "Oh? You want to go on an adventure? Just us two? Where do you want to go, hm?"

Like, in a fight,right?

Not in a fight then. Alright.

Have fun, darling!

Oh no, darling. I did not forget the past few rounds where you won every. Single. Time. I like my pockets full of coin, you know?

Do put those puppy eyes away dear. They may work for Geralt but I am entirely immune! ......how small.

Fifteen. No more. Audiences have not been so generous lately.