[ His expression flickers. Thorne did not know. Thorne was digging for whatever they could find. They were not the ones who dragged that memory forward. It was Yennefer. And he knows it was not her intention, either, that she was desperate to force the mages out of his head before they stumbled on his knowledge of Ciri, but it doesn't change what happened.

There's a difference between confronting old memories blurred by time and having one yanked from the recesses of his mind, painted vivid, full of details he hadn't even known he remembered. ]

I didn't leave it for a laugh, Dean. [ The heat dies quickly. Just. What else is he supposed to do? When it's spawned from his head? ] Jaskier told me he went inside. When I was missing. He and Amos. They're the only ones. Until...

[ He gestures towards their recent visitor in question. Although. He hesitates. ]

How long were you trapped there?