[ The tinge of nostalgia and sadness doesn't go unnoticed. And though Hilda perhaps can relate in a small way, it is ultimately a future that she has decided she doesn't want for many other various reasons. To be a God, to live forever even if it is alongside those that she holds dear, isn't something that she's certain she wants if it means being burdened with other things.

She nods however in understanding. Processing is a good word though it denotes feeling more deeply about what had happened to them more than Hilda would like to admit that she does.

The name and the location that John had come from suddenly clicks. John, is, after all, a rather common name. ]

Oh, John! He's a friend of Claire's. I didn't realize that he knew Geralt. I can't believe that he made it out of Thorne without anything happening.