She has a point, but Geralt can't help glancing over beast she affectionately calls Moozilla and consider that it is, by and large, for the better that they can't manifest all their desires into reality.

"He's safer in here." Something tells him even the kindest soul in Solvunn would not react too well to her friend.

Though speaking of Solvunn. Geralt's aware that's where Kay went to, but he can't help his interest in how well she's finding it. From what he's learned of her, during their brief time together, he can't say he's imagined her living out a quiet life tending to goats and cows.

"Farm life treating you well?"