[ she has. geralt has always been someone with lists of attachments, most kept beyond an arms reach, but many making their way under his skin. she had known of some of them, when they were all in thorne, those years ago, and could assume based on their distanced interactions over time. geralt had many people that circle his thoughts, some yennefer knew and many she did not. still, she does not go searching like she could. only really goes for the one that takes up geralt's thoughts now.

he was injured in the attack and a few more details fall into place. a city guard, a quiet man, a kind of softness she can just barely make out. yennefer is certain she'd seen him around the castle, but to geralt's question, she shakes her head. ]

I did not see much of the city guards. I was more acquainted with the royal ones- particularly Ellya's dedicated ones. [ she shrugs - when she thinks back on her time in the castle, how fully integrated into it she had been and how far distanced she feels to it now, it's difficult to really think about who she had or hadn't known. she went into the city itself from time to time, but not nearly as often as she probably should have. or could have. and now, never will again.

but that's not what they're talking about, so she turns back to the conversation. ]

Where did you meet him?