( By your friends; he says nothing, only flashes Jayce a tight, slightly strained smile. Freaked out is one word for it. Ciri flipped her entire freakin' shit at him on their way back to the portal after that. The fight with Geralt only lasted a few minutes before that, but it was long enough. The whole thing's a loaded subject he's not too keen on rehashing without a little prodding. )

Secret's safe with me.

( He'll leave that there, and take a short sympathy drink. )

Oh, come on, man. You know- ( He gestures at Jayce with his cup. ) You, rollin' into town like the cover of a romance novel, heroically saving the day with a crowbar and the power of love. It's ballad-worthy stuff.