Nina gave Geralt a little smile when he reappeared.

"Much better than the low tide look," she said. She was glad to see his color had returned, even if his witcher mutations lent him all kinds of resilience. "Hi. I'm sorry I-- I suppose I get bossy when I'm worried. Or when I've been worried about something else."

She couldn't pour that onto Inej anymore so she'd foisted it on Geralt. She knew it wasn't one of her finer qualities.