More than anything

"A suit? I think you'd look terribly dashing, actually, if we find the right one," Nina muses, trying to hide a smile because she thinks Greta might keel over if she sounds like she'll take too much pleasure in the search.

"Good, this is perfect. I'll help you with some suits and you can help me, maybe, settle the matter of baby names," she sighs, long-suffering. "I always meant to talk about it with Geralt, and we batted a few back and forth but-- well. There was time yet to settle on anything."

And now he's gone, and a momentary sadness passes through her but Nina tries to push it down. Nina puts a smile back on.

"Are you worried about what Thomas will think?"