[The book in her hands closes.]

It's dangerous. Guests are not permitted. Not usually. Don't make a fool of me.

[She looks to Geralt first, harsh words but her lips are in a smile before she offers her hand.]

If they are in conference we should go now while they believe we're occupied.

[Outside of the library Aretuza is still at the height of entertaining. Good. More people to pass through. With luck few would pay them attention.]

Come. Hurry.