Regis: Weapons Or Armour? You Can Only Choose One.

Regis: Weapons or armour? You can only choose one.

Geralt: Weapons!

Regis: Wrong. Here's your armour."

Regis: We often know what we want, but not the steps to get there.

Geralt: I mean, I can easily tell you what I want and the steps needed to get there. It’s just you aren’t reading heavily enough into my advances.

Regis: What?

Geralt: How many times must I propose to you before you take me seriously?

Yennefer: You’re in love with him, aren’t you?

Geralt: What? You know I care about you-

Yennefer: That’s not what I meant. You might love me, but you’re in love with him. There’s a difference.

Geralt: So, you're not mad?

Geralt: And here I thought you were terrified of commitment.

Regis: Apparently, the thought of losing you terrifies me even more.

Regis: A choice out of thousands of people and you choose me. Why?

Geralt: You didn't treat me like a means to an end.

Regis: You’re late.

Geralt: Yeah, sorry. I got ambushed by a party of demons on my way here and had to fight through all nine circles of hell in order to get out.

Regis: What, again?