[Nicola coos in his hands, wiggling a little but making no real fuss to fly out from Sephiroth’s grip. He looks down at the bird, then at Geralt’s sorry effort to enter the museum from the front, only to be forced to climb back up like some wild animal. It’s vaguely impressive. But still ridiculous.

He exhales. Turns to look at the other two men, with Geralt clambering up a building in the background.]

Your trap probably caught the cat.

[That would be his best guess, and he directs this estimation at Viktor, as if he’d know what to do with it.]

Which means that it wasn’t a complete waste of time. [His efforts, he means. Helpful? And then, at Jaskier—]

But I still wouldn’t call any of this impressive.