Vesemir: Are you sure you're ready for this?
Geralt: I was in a cell beneath the city when Cintra was sacked. I heard it all. Fire, screams, and death. The same sounds that I heard here as a boy, hiding in the cellar, waiting for the humans to come for us. You were the last surviving witcher after Kaer Morhen fell. You and a batch of mutated orphans with nowhere else to go. Were you ready?
Vesemir: No.
Geralt: But you protected us anyway.
Vesemir: No. I taught you how to fend for yourselves.