[Despite the stiff air that had been between them, he laughs. It's that simple, is it? Well, Jaskier doesn't like it, either, but he cannot live in this world and not know. And not be sure. Perhaps if magic had never touched him, he would not care. But it does. It does so deeply now, he does not truly recall himself without it.

If that magic changes him this much, will it continue? How much further can it go?]

As what? A witness? [He can't help but rib him a little.] I would be quite remiss to commit such an act entirely on my own. If I set up a proper ritual, once I've figured out how, you'll know. I promise.