[When he does see the memory, it is a rather horrible one. When he meant "it needn't be private," he was a bit hoping it wouldn't be. There is nothing to absorb from the final moments of a person's life beyond the tragedy of it. But she is not the first he has seen die, either.
What he can take from it is that it is a hero's death.
But that will come with time, as he mulls over it, deciding what to write. Now he only pats Dean's hand before pulling back. He can read the expression well enough. Jaskier suspects if he told the man he hardly needs to turn in the ticket for this, Dean would insist.
It is far too close to what Geralt's told him. The fate he may meet if he were to disappear, too.
He means to pull away before the moment is too long, too intimate, but Dean stops him. He smiles. Gods, he should hope no one would ever be so cruel to turn him down, but it's as if Dean was expecting it.] Thank me once you've heard it. You can tell me if it's good enough to honour her memory.
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What he can take from it is that it is a hero's death.
But that will come with time, as he mulls over it, deciding what to write. Now he only pats Dean's hand before pulling back. He can read the expression well enough. Jaskier suspects if he told the man he hardly needs to turn in the ticket for this, Dean would insist.
It is far too close to what Geralt's told him. The fate he may meet if he were to disappear, too.
He means to pull away before the moment is too long, too intimate, but Dean stops him. He smiles. Gods, he should hope no one would ever be so cruel to turn him down, but it's as if Dean was expecting it.] Thank me once you've heard it. You can tell me if it's good enough to honour her memory.