[ She has gotten a very brief explanation of what, exactly, it means to be a Witcher, and there have been allusions made to the way their world treats them, but she still doesn't truly get it. But she has been very clear to Geralt that she thinks their world is especially shitty, even compared to her own, because at least no one back home was taking little kids and forcing mutations on them, then hating them for that exact fact.

Julie firmly believes that you should only hate people for choices they make and how much more money they have than you, thank you.

Making a small mmph noise, mouth full, she puts her glass to the side and takes the strawberry off Jaskier's glass, holding it to eat while she speaks. ] I have money, it's fine. And I already owe you anyway, Jaskier, so you let Geralt handle his own debts. He's a big boy.

I mean, literally. I half carried him upstairs, I thought I was gonna pass out.