[ A certain sentiment is right. He hums. Thorne has changed since he left its cold stone walls. Where they were once filled with those dedicated to staying—for the Crown, for their own goals and ambitions—the steady disappearance of the initial Summoned means that of the ones who choose to stay, only Yennefer remains. And her motivations are not what concern him. (Not anymore.)

But a Thorne populated by unhappy Summoned feels no more stable to him. Just the flip side of the same coin.

Claude is right. He knows precisely who is making those plans. For Thancred's sake, he doesn't name names. Instead, he nods—confirming. ]

The Continent had a greater number of kingdoms. Several imposing in their own right. Here... [ He shifts his weight. ] It seems the balance of the world hangs in these three nations alone. If Thorne should collapse, chaos will sweep us all.

[ Which is not to say he's opposed for that reason. These days, he understands that sometimes, a card must fall. But this, it remains a new world to him, and a new way of considering. He doesn't know where they go from here. Perhaps Thorne's days are numbered, but then, where would that leave the Free Cities once it's allowed to grow unchecked? Solvunn?

Setting the continent also ablaze is a consequence he'd like to avoid. ]