[ Interrupted an execution. Something about that makes him think of the Fai'daum. The memory scratches at the back of his mind, but here with Geralt he's too unsure to reach out and open that door. He doesn't need to stumble through that maze right now.

His mouth forms a line, then pulls down at one side. ]

When the dead were rising - there was whispers that some mangled bodies crawled up from beneath the castle. [ The dungeons or below. He doesn't know if that's related to anything with Geralt's time there - he hopes not, but it feels worth mentioning.

His brow furrows. ]

A second time? [ His eyebrows knit further together. ] And they've never contacted you again?