[ Ren looked different. Not that Geralt was complaining, he liked it, had never seen her in a dress and makeup before, which had him smirking a little. Had she gone to all that trouble for him? He was flattered. Letting out a laugh as she made her comment about the weapons. She was smart as well as strong and attractive, a deadly combo really. ]

Wise. Though, I'm confident I could flee if needs be. Not that I'm gonna, or wanna.

[ The Witcher made his way over to be closer, rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck before stretching his arms out and snapping his knuckles. ]

Be a shame to mess up that pretty dress you go there. Sure you wanna do this? I ain't gonna hold back once we get going.