[ A few moments longer than usual pass before Rhy's next response. Like he's thinking about it, and the words write themselves slowly, almost painfully. ]
I am sorry, Jaskier. I want to see you, I do. But I
I cannot go there again. Not yet. Please know it isn't anything to do with you. When I am ready, I promise you'll be the first to know.
As for the other who was sort of there with me: her name is Julie. I gather she's well-known. I know she recently held a party, and I don't believe it's the first.
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I am sorry, Jaskier. I want to see you, I do. But I
I cannot go there again. Not yet. Please know it isn't anything to do with you. When I am ready, I promise you'll be the first to know.
As for the other who was sort of there with me: her name is Julie. I gather she's well-known. I know she recently held a party, and I don't believe it's the first.
Are you friends?