[ He thinks of his conversation with Wanda. Of memory, of home, of the dangers in losing touch with reality. They're all drawn to Horizon, one way or another. He might've put if off for longer, if not for Jack, but eventually he would've succumbed to his curiosity.

Kahlil's yet to hear of a Summoned who refused the connection entirely.

At the question, he frowns in thought. What does he want to know? Probably more than Geralt has time or will to explain. ]

What was Thorne like when you arrived? [ A beat. ] And what made them change?

[ He's only gleaned bits and pieces about the first question. He knows nothing about the second. Another pause. ]

I'm used to being able to go wherever I like, unseen. [ As Geralt noticed back in the hunting grounds. ] But the castle is magically protected in a way that makes that frustratingly impossible at the moment.

[ He suspects there are many secrets in the castle. It's something he's talked to Lucifer about, but neither of them have had any luck breaching them. ]