[ She...does remember a wolf being in Jaskier's caravan. How did she not make the connectinon? Yes, the dragonets had been equally curious about the wolf as the rest of the band, though Himeka herself had been more excited about the performance than anything else. ]

I do recall a wolf riding along in the carriages.

[ She watches the wolf for a while then as she follows Geralt into the keep.

Most would not call this sort of ambiance at all welcoming, but high stone walls against the cold and snow do remind her of a place she'd come to call home for a time, no matter how she still isn't the best with winter weather. It's a far cry from the halls of House Fortemps, of course, but it's no dark and dreary dungeon either. She could stay here for a while she thinks with a nod. ]

What do you call this place?

[ Such a large building must have name, right? Though at this point if Geralt just decided to call it "The Building" she would accept it. He seems like the sort.

Without prompting, she walks over to one of the tables and sets her basket between already lain plates. ]

How kind of your previous guests to leave out some cheese for us freeloaders.

[ Don't mind if she takes a piece. ]