Not a good place to be is about as diplomatic as it gets. He makes a soft sound, but like her, he isn't here to engage who falls on what side. It isn't important to him. Or it is, but he knows, when the time comes, he'll find out whether he wants to or not. Until then, his sole focus has been on keeping his people in one piece.

Besides, he gets what she means. Geralt is more familiar with this world than most, and even he feels lost on occasion. They'd been given a handful of words and an hour to make their choices. There was never meant to be a right one in the first place.

"Neither did I," he admits. "Half expected to be dumped in the middle of the sea."

Or to not make it out the other side at all. Leap of faith, as it were. The mages hadn't lied about the portals. Maybe that counts for something. At this stage, it's impossible to tell.