Abigail: Thank you blahblahblah
Geralt: I chose the lesser evil.
Abigail: I'm sorry that you think so. Farewell.
Dunno, maybe if you wouldn't have, y'know, keep quiet about all this sick **** happening, hand the little boy that you were entrusted with over to the retarded priest, didn't help with those attrocities etc, maybe I wouldn't think so. Just a hunch.
Thanks for the sexytime tho.