Sabine's mouth quirks at the edge when the woman snorts, and she is glad it wasn't an overtip of her hand to let that fall as honestly as it did. That it similarly seemed to have sparked something genuine in Yennefer, too, that wasn't either of their careful navigation of this first conversation. A nice, tiny triumph, taken in and then put aside almost as quickly, while Sabine focuses on everything else said about the politics. Here. Solvunn. Everywhere, basically.

"That sounds...wonderful."

Her voice tone stays unguardedly unappreciative of the sentiment, but it also stays modulated to just within the space between them. She's smart enough to have taken Istredd at his word about what was and wasn't safe; the whole new board, in the whole new universe, with so many players who didn't want them thinking for themselves anything but what they were told, especially here in Thorne's court.

There's more she wants to ask—which is, in fact, a lot about how this began—but, from what she was given to understand, maybe it can't be answered honestly here. It's as good a place as any to add this part. "Istredd suggested I seek you out. I'm looking for a—" good, no nonsense "—teacher and someone who can help me understand more about how everything here got started. Yours was the first name he suggested."

She has two more now, though only one of the others was from him.