Eskel nodded, pleased at the progress. As much as he wouldn't have minded having Lioriley in nothing but a towel for a little longer, he could let logic win out over libido - she only just arrived, and needed to get settled.

But then her dress wasn't all that different from the towel. It seemed libido still won a little bit, after all. The witcher forced his eyes to her own, instead of her nipples.

"Might just be doable," Eskel answered playfully. "There's plenty to see. Having a guide would be a good thing. You can pay me back by buying a round at whatever tavern we end up at. Or by another way, if you're up for it."