His people, huh? That word certainly isn't one of Ishgard's. It sounds more like a Sea Wolf than anything else. He thinks that Jaskier may be confused.

"I did speak to him," he says. "He seemed a good man." Along with that, their conversation had guided him towards certain other deductions. "Sorry to disappoint, but it also seems we're from different stars entirely. That word means nothing to me."

He shrugs a shoulder.

"I hail from Eorzea, upon the star of Hydaelyn. Geralt mentioned your world hosts dragons as well, but that they are so few in number they are oft thought of as myths. That is far from the truth in my home. Though they too suffer for the cruelty of mankind, they are vast in number and shape."

There are some things that are simply too unique to Eorzea for him to mistake them - and dragons are the thing he knows the most about.

"In turn, I've never heard of a Witcher - nor a 'Gwynbleidd'." He pronounces it badly.