[ The drink does well to hide Blake's mouth — it's something that feels almost necessary as he sits across from Jaskier who seems to be watching closely, indeed — but the appreciation for the quality of the drink doesn't go without acknowledgement. He looks at the glass, rolling it around in his fingers to draw out the time before he gives Jaskier the satisfaction of an answer, finally nodding. ]
Sorry, why's that fascinatin'? You don't owe him favors?
[ It's perhaps the first time Blake's managed to get a grip on himself during this conversation and he's letting a thin amount of amusement seep into his demeanor. He hasn't heard all that much about Geralt besides what's been commonly shared, but in the short time they'd spent together, he'd never gotten the feeling that he shouldn't treat the guy any different from anyone else. ]
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Sorry, why's that fascinatin'? You don't owe him favors?
[ It's perhaps the first time Blake's managed to get a grip on himself during this conversation and he's letting a thin amount of amusement seep into his demeanor. He hasn't heard all that much about Geralt besides what's been commonly shared, but in the short time they'd spent together, he'd never gotten the feeling that he shouldn't treat the guy any different from anyone else. ]