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What
have
you
seen
?
Under
what
circumstances
did
you
see
it
?
Do
n't
you
think
,
boys
,
that
the
time
has
come
for
more
truthful
confessions
?
Hell
,
I
repeat
,
I
will
keep
your
secret
.
You
have
my
word
.
"
Lambert
glanced
at
Geralt
;
Geralt
nodded
in
assent
.
The
younger
witcher
stood
and
took
a
large
rectangular
crystal
carafe
and
a
smaller
phial
from
a
high
shelf
.
He
poured
the
contents
of
the
phial
into
the
carafe
,
shook
it
several
times
and
poured
the
transparent
liquid
into
the
chalices
on
the
table
.
"
Have
a
drink
with
us
,
Triss
.
"
"
Is
the
truth
so
terrible
,
"
she
mocked
,
"
that
we
ca
n't
talk
about
it
soberly
?
Do
I
have
to
get
drunk
in
order
to
hear
it
?
"
"
Do
n't
be
such
a
know-all
.
Take
a
sip
.
You
will
find
it
easier
to
understand
.
"
"
What
is
it
?
"
"
White
Seagull
.
"
"
What
?
"
"
A
mild
remedy
,
"
Eskel
smiled
,
"
for
pleasant
dreams
.
"
"
Damn
it
!
A
witcher
hallucinogenic
?
That
's
why
your
eyes
shine
like
that
in
the
evenings
!
"
