"Long story." Involving a dungeon, theft, and an illicit portal into the Free Cities. Julie did not purchase her horse, in other words, and Geralt might've foisted another stolen one onto her after certain...events transpired.

He turns a corner. A brief silence passes—not hesitant, just considering. His personal business is seldom a subject he entertains, but for once, he's inclined to answer.

Eventually, he settles on, "I trust her."

A rare handful make that list. She's important to him. They've undergone some shit together. It was not quite how they started—he'd simply had eyes on her for some enjoyable nights, and he knows she'd done the same—but they're here now.