"Your shit is right where you left it. Well, the shit the knight gave you. The one you can never repay?" Yennefer didn't take kindly to being accused of things she didn't do. There was plenty of shit she did do that she'd happily take the blame for. Or credit depending on your point of view. This was not one of them.
She flung her hand, and the front door of her cottage flew open. The wind rustled in down the hallway. "I'm done trying to help you because you look like the Destroyer. You're not her so get your shit and get the fuck out."