She felt horrible for hurting him but she couldn't even offer to soothe it, too caught up in the memory.

"They burned them," she whispered, trying to calm her body down. Nina tried to concentrate, lowering her own pulse. It wasn't going as easily as she'd hoped. "They burned them alive. And he watched them tie me to a pyre and light it."

Nina sniffled and pushed her hair back from her face. Her eyebrows were drawn together are she looked at Geralt. "I'm sorry... I-- It wasn't you. I didn't see you. Are you alright?"