[To be fair, until this moment he had not felt, nor realized, she was keeping something from him. Not that Jaskier expects anyone to indulge him with every aspect of their life -- and he could hardly promise the same. He still takes her hand without hesitation, sitting towards her so his knees press to hers.

He knows it must not be as simple as another partner he doesn't know about. Which, to be fair, is about the only thing that pops to mind.

Jaskier immediately stiffens when she mentions the whole demon thing, fingers slightly curling under her ministrations. His heart quickens.] He didn't -- [She answers his initial questions before he can ask them.] That's... that's good. That's far better treatment than I got, after he promised to make my intestines decorations. [He swallows, brows together.] So what did he do to you?