Interesting, how much or how little control one has in this place. There are those like Kay, and then there are apparently those like Kylo. Who is, he thinks, the most extreme case he's seen so far. The first he's met who's claimed he can't control the nature of his domain at all. Only its spread.

There's a reason for that, undoubtedly, but Geralt isn't here to pry. He has his own problems in the Horizon: not near as intense, but unwanted pieces here and there have cropped up.

No lost girl, though. So at least there's that.

He hums, noncommittal. "Choosing what you do makes a part of your nature."