Her smile brought one to his face, honest as it was fleeting, gentle and small.

"I could never. I would never." He knew how to be a friend, It was difficult to admit, he knew, because of the way that he was raised, the way all witchers were brought up. But Geralt knew how to be a friend, and he was a good man.

"You're beautiful. Everything about you is warm and beautiful. I couldn't ask to have met a better person. I certainly don't deserve it."