The Phantom Pootie Tang
Geralt, why are you bald? Also, where is your body?
Geralt, why are sniffing your own bum? I don’t endorse ass play in fantasy settings without modern hygiene standards.
The naked bodies have fused in unholy matrimony erupting from the bed like a flower cracking through concrete, a monument to the otherworldy ghost sex happening around this newly erected edifice. It is far more sexual than the transactional nature of this scene as intended.
Well, except for that goofy ass 45 degree sidelong look at :59.
Not sure how Geralt was so stiff after all that.