[It's a good thing he had stopped, she had tensed at the movement and had begun to lean back, about to fully step away from him to be out of his reach. Something she has never willing done on her own before.

Her hands ball into fists at her sides and she folds her arms under her chest for the sake of putting them somewhere.] He came for me, freed me, kept me at his side while waiting for you.

Letho...fought to protect me from the guards.

[Triss doesn't know if she should be grateful or...

But it had all been because of Geralt. She would've been quartered had no one come for her, and it had been Letho. Of all people.]