[ Geralt has a habit of not looking back when he's speaking, so Dean may or may not sense the arch of his eyebrow from the back of his head through sheer intuition.

He steps around a rapidly forming bog before he gets sucked into its depths. ]

I have no doubt, if you search, you will find the stains you're looking for. But I'm not sure we should let the wolf who mauled a shepherd consign its pack to the same grave.

[ Considering the similarities that've started to arise between the dragons and the Summoned, a part of him thinks they have more in common with each other than they do with the rest of human natives. Connected to the land and the world's magic in a way most others are not, with abilities that too many might seek for their own gain. The Draconae have never stated, clearly, whether the dragons can shape the earth beyond the Nether itself—and he imagines that's for a reason. ]