[ The face is the same, as expected; the interior is not. Where he'd found only glass and sparse furniture, cold floors before, there's now a warmth in the lit fire. He takes it in for a second before his attention returns to Stephen. You're a mage, he'd said once. Or more a mage than not. He thinks the same now. If Stephen is sizing him up in turn, he'll find Geralt unarmed other than a small dagger tucked inside his boot—more out of habit than caution. The Horizon gives ample opportunity to present an immaculate appearance. Geralt's done the opposite of take advantage. But at least his hair's clean, if not brushed. ]

We've met. [ It's stated without preamble and without elaborating. Geralt steps inside, finds the nearest seat—which happens to be a table, possibly decorated, possibly with items on top. He perches on it, careful not to knock anything over. Not really making himself at home, not really bothering with courtesy, either. ]

Sam says you're familiar with travel between realms. And that you were there at the Dimming to examine the Singularity. You learned something. [ He doesn't expand on his relationship with Sam, but it says something, perhaps, that Sam has divulged this information to him. ] I wanted to know your thoughts about Thorne's claim that the Singularity is the source that binds every world in the universe together.