"Several. Hunting jobs. Banshee in an old mining village. Spectre in the woods in Velen. Drowner infestation near the Novigrad docks."

If he'd like. So long as he doesn't throw himself in front of worgen.

I'm not frightening. It's the idiots in taverns who think I'm frightening.

"Coming back isn't always all it's cracked up to be. Especially if it wasn't done well."

Hm?

I didn't realise there was an alternative.

If the stick was hollow, and brittle. Like bamboo.

In weight, not personality.

I've been asked not to let you whine as much. Something about it being "unbecoming."

...mnh. 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 feels more apt.

Everyone's a villain to someone, Roche. Play your hand less heavily and you'll find out how much you have in common with your enemy.

Witcher / Client privilege.

My swords weigh more.

I've decided that I don't like this anymore.

Dandelion wants to fish and avoid the Drowners. Hah.

Heavy enough to cut man or monster in two.

The view is that we've been brought closer to monsters than man. Usually the scared words of people who don't realise that, between the two, man is often worse.

Wear darker colours.

Of course he did. Probably smiled about it, too.

Easier to hate something when it isn't like you. Humans find it much simpler to dehumanise the things they see as their enemy, making it all the more uncomfortable for them when they need our blades.