Crossing her arms, Christine moves a little back from the cliff edge and the closest observers.

"He's right. A distraction would be easier were the location not so hard to reach and this place not so inhospitable. Even if we did succeed in infiltrating, our escape would be across a barren land of white. They would be able to see us in the distance and track us all the easier." After all, the tracked the enemy here in the first place, didn't they?

"I do not suppose you can read lips through your spyglass?" she asks Ciri. Other than risking lives to go down there and grab evidence, all Christine can think to do is figure out what they're saying.