[ Ciri beams, a little pink around the cheeks, and reaches up to nudge Jaskier's hat back into place with a tap of her finger. ]

Oh, wouldn't that look dashing? [ She laughs, and, satisfied that he's happy with the gift, turns back to the kitchen to finish unpacking what she'd bought. ] You'd make even more of an impression when you perform as a glowing bard.

Your hair looks very nice today, even without, though. Were you out somewhere?

[ Ciri pulls out the jar of sugar, lining it up on the counter with the bag of cacao powder and the bottle of milk, and starts going for the pots. ]