Geralt's eyebrows shot up when he noted the small machine that Julia had taken out of her pocket. "You have a resident list on that thing?" There was no hiding his shock or amazement. This world was going to take a lot of getting used to. Getting back to the matter at hand: "Cirilla of Cintra." He'd purposely left out the 'Princess' part. He didn't trust that the trees didn't have ears. "I think she prefers Ciri."
"Thank you, Julia." There was another imperceptible twitch of his right eye. She hadn't said where she was from. Maybe introductions were less formal here. Still. Old habits... "Geralt of Rivia." He gave her a nod. "And nothing a few days rest won't fix, I'm sure."