Geralt crosses his arms, golden eyes thoughtful. “Let me guess. They only came to you when they needed something.” You nod. “And now that they don’t?” Silence. Geralt exhales. “People like that… they don’t care about anyone but themselves.” You swallow. “I just thought…” He shakes his head. “Don’t waste your time thinking about people who wouldn’t think about you.” You look away. His voice softens. “You give too much. Stop giving to those who only take.”