Geralt watched the girl sleep. She had been terrified of him, though there were many people that feared Witchers. But for some reason her fear had made him feel guilty, even though there was nothing he should be guilty from. Maybe it was the look on her face that reminded him of the past, of a girl that he had saved from a group of lecherous men that were attempting to rape her. The same fear had been in her eyes, her face, as she looked at him. It made no sense though that a sorceress would be afraid of him, they were cut from the same cloth nowadays, hated by people that didn't understand them, feared them for what they could do. He rather enjoyed being alone unless it was with the very few people that he cared about, Yennefer and Ciri, but he knew that this girl was lost. He had found her in a metal carriage but with wings. There was no place for horses, and it looked as if it had been sunken half in quick sand, but there was no quicksand in the forests where she was found. She was a true mystery, the blade of light she wielded with skill along with the sorcery she used to force the wolves away, and more so healing Roach leaving the skin perfectly healed. Not even a scar was seen from the aftermath of the attack. He wanted to know where she learned her traits.

He knew that he shouldn't be here at the Inn with this girl, he needed to be looking for Ciri, he needed to keep her from the Wild Hunt who was searching for her. He knew she was on her way to Novigrad and was hoping that he could find her there. He had no idea why the Wild Hunt wanted her but he knew that he needed to protect her. He may not be her father but she was as close to a child he could ever have.

"Where am I?" a voice broke his thoughts.

"You are my guest."

Rey shuddered remembering the past when Kylo Ren had said the same words to her on star killer base.

"My name is Geralt of Rivia." He told her watching her reaction, though she didn't move, and her face remained iron like. Her chin tilted up slightly, she looked as if she were ready for a fight even though she couldn't leave the bed, her hands and legs being tied to the posts. "I'm a Witcher."

He watched her closely for her reaction of fear again but all that crossed her face was confusion. Maybe he could get some answers from her, get her to open up to him, find out what she was about. "Where are you from?" He asked.

"Jakku." She answered curtly, and it was her turn to see confusion cross his face. She didn't have time for this, but was tied up, of course she could get out of them if she wanted but she noticed that she didn't have a weapon and wasn't even sure where her light saber was. Though this time she woke she was on a bed and not the hard ground. She was able to see her capturer with the room being lit by the lantern beside her. He indeed had eyes of yellow just like her sith grandfather. His skin was pale, and his hair was as white as the snows of Hoth. There was also a scar over his eye which didn't deter his handsomeness, but did make him more menacing looking. Who was he really, and what is a witcher? The only thing she could think of was the stories she read about of the Nightsisters from Dathomir, but they were all women. She had never read of a man being a witch. "What is a Witcher?" She asked.

"You have never heard of the stories of Witchers?" He asked incredulously. The girl just shook her head. "You have never heard of Geralt of Rivia? The Butcher of Blaviken?"

Rey was tired and still in a lot of pain. She was done with the 21 questions, especially because he was naming places that she had never heard of. "Listen I don't know who you are, where I am, or what you want from me but I'm done with these games. I've never heard of any of what you just said, you might as well be speaking Huttunise, though I'm pretty fluent in that language, but still, I just want to go back to my ship and leave this planet." Rey stated as she slipped her hands and feet out of the bindings she was being held with and swung her legs off the bed getting to her feet.

Her getting out of the rope had surprised Geralt and he jumped to his feet extracting a sword from his back. He hadn't even thought the sorceress would been able to free herself so easily. He was ready for anything from her, and had no idea what she was capable of.

Rey sighed out of frustration, she didn't think that he would slice her down though she kept her guard up ready if he did. She waived her hand "You do not wish to hurt me." She said in a soothing voice.

"Damn right I don't want to hurt you lady, but I will if you try anything." He said sword still raised.

Rey slouched in defeat, of course this Witcher wouldn't be weak of mind. "I just want to go home." She said resting her face in her hands. She really just wished to be back at Chilandra with her friends, the only family she knew. She wanted to be with people she cared about, but also alone, she was used to being alone, that is why she decided to go on this journey by herself. She was grieving for the loss of her parents, the loss of Luke and Leia, and the loss of Ben. She never got the chance to grieve with the war going on. But that was now ended and she needed to fix the hurt in her heart. It seemed she could heal everything but herself.

"What is your name?" Geralt asked quietly. He could see the defeat in the girl that seemed so strong, he did not sheath his sword but did lower it.

"Rey." She answered quietly.

"Listen Rey, I want to help you. I really do, but I have to find my…." Geralt didn't know how much he should tell this girl. "I need to find someone who is in trouble." He continued. He had seen what she could do against the wolves, and with his horse. He didn't want to lose someone that could help him find Ciri, maybe even help him with the Wild Hunt. "If you were to help me then I will do all I can to help you get back home."

"How can you ask me for help, you can't even trust me?" Rey said looking at his sword that was still in his hands.

"I haven't hurt you yet have I? And I've seen what you can do. You are a powerful sorceress, I'm sure that not even I could get near you if you didn't want me to."

Rey didn't know where she was, or how to get back home. She really had no choice did she, at least she would have a guide, and some help to get back to her friends. "I think we need to talk." She said with a sigh.

She watched as Geralt sheathed his sword and sat in the chair by the fire. "Where is Jakku?"

"It's a sand pit of a planet in the Outer Rim." She answered. "What is a Witcher?"

"I kill monsters for coin. What do you mean planet?"

"There are millions and millions of inhabited planets, not including inhabited moons in the galaxy." Rey said looking up towards the ceiling. "What do you mean monsters? People or creatures?"

"Both. So you aren't even from this world?" He asked not believing her.

"No, I was looking for answers when I flew to close to a maw which disabled my ship, I was flung into this world's atmosphere and crash landed where you found me. How badly damaged was my ship when you found me?"

"I don't know considering I don't know what a flying ship should look like. Why were you looking for answers?"

"That's personal, who are you trying to save?"

"That's personal." Geralt answered with a playful smirk.

Rey couldn't help it but smile back at his charming smirk, and Geralt was taken back at how radiant she looked as she smiled. Her face getting younger with dimples gracing her cheeks. She really was only a child, though he knew that sorceresses didn't age like normal people. She could look 18 until death if she was as powerful as she seemed.

"How old are you Rey?" Curiosity getting the best of him.

She shrugged, laying down on the bed staring at the ceiling. "I really don't know, 19 maybe 20. How old are you?"

Geralt lifted an eyebrow not really believing her with as much power she seemed to possess. "A lot older."

Rey smiled at him, "I guess that explains the gray hair then." She said playfully.

Geralt scoffed, but was beginning to feel at ease with the girl that flew in the stars, that had a light sword, and used sorcery. He was just hoping that she could help him find Ciri, and that he could help her find a way home. And mostly he was hoping this wouldn't bite him in the ass. "We need to sleep, we will find you a horse tomorrow and be on our way. The sooner we get this done the better."

Rey still wasn't sure what their mission was but she had made a deal. She was still in pain and completely exhausted. She would have to find out more tomorrow about it all. About this planet, him, and his mission. She closed her eyes and quickly drifted to sleep.