Nina's frown flickered back for a moment. SHe didn't want to think about what might be out there that could disturb someone like Geralt enough that he had taken to spend time in his apartment.

She peered around him as they entered the apartment and she slid the shawl off her shoulders. She had another weather-appropriate long dress, flowing and comfortable and one that cinched neatly at her waist.

"Well, it's rather bare but I suppose that shouldn't surprise me, knowing you. What are we drinking?"