Surely we can throw something else into the pot to make it a bit more interesting.

[ Thancred's mainly speaking to fill the silence, knowing he'll need to work overtime on that when he's wandering with Geralt. There isn't anything physical they can bet, given that they're separated by many malms and a heavily guarded border, but there are other things that they could wager. There's always information to be traded, though he knows that's a worrisome road to walk down right now, with how he's been affecting others.

Thancred drops that for now, focusing instead on what Geralt has to say. ] Wait, you've done this before? What is this place, then? It seems far too large to be anyone's domain. [ Or is it the Horizon playing tricks with their minds, and it's not nearly as large as it feels?

He'd really rather not get squished into paste by spikes if he can help it. He holds his torch higher, wanting to illuminate as much of the path before them as he can. Soon they come to a four-way crossroad, and Thancred waits for Geralt to lead them. ]