[ The circumstances here are so very different. Yet the moment Geralt gives his assurance to her, some of the tension seems to lift from her shoulders. He's right. They can't find her here. And much as she misses her friends, realising she can trust the ones she's made here with that secret is a burden lifted. ]

Thank you.

I kept them secret for a very long time, just as my parents did, as my family did. Until... [she trails, then shakes her head] I...I don't want to stop using my magic. But I don't want everyone to know... It'd be on my terms, if they do.

[ Setting aside the awkwardness of being a mage in the Free Cities, she simply doesn't trust the military here. ]