Boyfriend sounded pretty final. Courting sounded less final, but still peculiar considering his tone and the mannerisms that went with it. "Do let me know when the wedding is?" She said flippantly. Though she had attempted to bury her feelings for him, it hadn't worked out that well. This was healthier, wasn't it? It would keep them falling into his wish's trap. She wanted to trust that, but she was still struck with a pang of jealousy at the idea of Geralt being serious with someone else. Jaskier wasn't a bad choice. He'd stuck with him through a lot, supported him, and she knew he genuinely cared for him, but even with all that reasoning it wasn't something she wanted to hear.
Her expression was cool, mostly because she didn't know how to feel about this turn of events. Mostly she wanted to feel relieved and it bothered her that she wasn't. If Geralt could escape, why couldn't she? The dress had been pulled down around her waist. There was no need for modesty as there wasn't anything he hadn't seen. She laid back quietly acquiescing to his request to let him help.