[To be honest, Jaskier is not even sure why Viktor is so enthusiastic about helping him with this. Well, more than help -- Jaskier has not offered much if only because his knowledge in sciences are far removed from this sort of technology. Perhaps there is enough joy to be found in the mere invention, to give something new to a world -- or a man from a world -- that has never had a chance to enjoy such a thing.

Either way. He grasps one of Viktor's hands, squeezing.]

Whatever you need from me, it's yours. Or I will find some way to acquire it. I have enough contacts now I'm fairly sure I can track down anything, or -- fuck it, even if you just need coin for a bloody sandwich to fuel you.