She gave him a smile and held her bowl close as she finished what she had in it.

"I won't be much use in the actual building of it," she admitted. "But I'll bring you food and lemonade and ease sore muscles or heal construction injuries."

For half a moment, a vaguely horrifying thought occurred to her and she met Geralt's gaze. "And this isn't me trying to kick you out, by the way. I hope you realize how much I-- I like having you here."

But this cabin, cottage, whatever it would be, was something that he wanted. Besides, summer would come again eventually and she knew he would prefer not to be in the city through the warm seasons.