[For minor explosions? Even large windstorms? He laughs. Yes, well. He had never considered they might need Rinwell's strength before, but with Geralt's disappearance... that's quite different.

He's glad she's here. Just like Ciri.]

Worry not. Ciri and I have a spot. I'm sure it's still marked, even. [Not with the magical explosion that scarred his arm -- luckily, that was far before he met Rinwell, or he might need to explain its origin -- but with vines that still coil and break the surface of the sand.

Probably. With his plants dying in some points as he grapples with the failure of his magic, perhaps they have died, too.]

I'd love to accompany you, my dear. I would be honored to be your witness. [Besides, this provides the perfect opportunity to ask her about that earth magic. She may have some insight into it of... what he might be able to do with it.] I know a place we can rent a horse or two. I do adore Roach, but I would hate to explain to Geralt if something happened to her.

[Not that he meant from her. It'd mostly likely be from him, or the fear of those magic flares.]