"I've certainly found that when forced to use my own two feet here, yes." Istredd likes to walk but it has been annoying the entire time he's been here that he can't simply hop a portal anywhere he wants to go. Privileged powers. He still hates boats and he probably is going to start getting motion sickness on this raft once the pain is less and his body decides it's confused by the swaying.

"They don't recognize it, so probably not in any familiar parts of Nocwich as they'd know it." They're hunters or combatants, they've gone hunting he knows that much. Istredd frowns and tests out using his now stitched up arm. It hurts but at least he can move it with slightly less concern about it gushing more blood.

"Geralt's good at sniffing out where they are. Literally." He has advanced senses. "So it seems like we're been portalled either to the ocean or there. I wonder how random it was for the Singularity." He assumes it was the Singularity trying to get them out of trouble, but honestly, who knows. "We should be prepared for it to do it to us again."