Comforting is definitely the wrong word, but there's something...almost comforting that racism is the same across universes. One group will always find reasons to hate another group, it seems, and it's frustrating that it seems they'll never be able to get away from it.

She may not agree with witchers taking children and mutating them into monster hunters, but Eskel was right when he told her that the alternative was worse. And if the monsters he's been telling her about are real, then these people should be grateful that witchers are around to protect them.

Scowling, she resists the urge to cross her arms. It's uncomfortable in the suit.

"You should take the bed. You didn't get to sleep last night."