[All things considered, Jaskier seems to be taking this relatively okay.
Nadine doesn't protest when he draws his hand back, folding her own in her lap and looking down at them. There's an element of shame to all this, knowing she should have realized something else was going on at the time. But the feeling of control she'd had...
It doesn't matter. She'd made a mistake. All they can do is deal with the aftermath.
At least she does have an answer for him.]
He said some bullshit about my potential and honestly a lot of the same things Flagg would say. But I can tell you why.
[She's had time to think about it. Really think about it.]
Dean knew a whole lot about my history with Randall. Including the whole I'm special, it had to be me thing. And I bet as a demon, Dean figured that means I have something useful or special he could use instead. I was important to one powerful demon, maybe I could be important to any demon. Pretty sure to him, I was the equivalent of a rare gemstone someone else dropped, that he figured he could pick up and pocket.
[She doesn't reach for him but she turns to him, lifting her eyes from her lap to find his.]
It had nothing to do with feelings, or wanting me. He was a demon, they don't...they aren't capable of feeling things like you or I do. And anyway all the demons in all the worlds can want me as much as they damn well please, because I don't want any of them. I just want you.
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Nadine doesn't protest when he draws his hand back, folding her own in her lap and looking down at them. There's an element of shame to all this, knowing she should have realized something else was going on at the time. But the feeling of control she'd had...
It doesn't matter. She'd made a mistake. All they can do is deal with the aftermath.
At least she does have an answer for him.]
He said some bullshit about my potential and honestly a lot of the same things Flagg would say. But I can tell you why.
[She's had time to think about it. Really think about it.]
Dean knew a whole lot about my history with Randall. Including the whole I'm special, it had to be me thing. And I bet as a demon, Dean figured that means I have something useful or special he could use instead. I was important to one powerful demon, maybe I could be important to any demon. Pretty sure to him, I was the equivalent of a rare gemstone someone else dropped, that he figured he could pick up and pocket.
[She doesn't reach for him but she turns to him, lifting her eyes from her lap to find his.]
It had nothing to do with feelings, or wanting me. He was a demon, they don't...they aren't capable of feeling things like you or I do. And anyway all the demons in all the worlds can want me as much as they damn well please, because I don't want any of them. I just want you.