[ Ciri doesn't answer the first question, only laughs. She can't tell him why he'd want a beard, seeing as she's never wanted one! Because other women liked it, probably?

The second question, however, gets a more serious response, warm and earnest. ]

No. I believe in Geralt.

[ After all, she and Destiny haven't always seen eye to eye, as it were. Destiny brought them together, but she has no allegiance to her so-called fate, or any of the fates others would have chosen for her. No, it isn't Destiny that binds them together anymore. It's more commonplace than that. They're family.

Ciri's small smile breaks into a snarky grin, as she reaches over to plant a friendly slap between Jaskier's shoulder blades. ]

Famous, certainly! Handsome... well, I don't know. You didn't seem keen on the beard, so maybe you wouldn't think so.