[He knows that look. Why must women always doubt him? He could simply avoid all compliments at all!] Himeka, my dear, if you hadn't been in a cage when we first met, I might've waxed on about your body right then.
[Does that make him sleazy? Well, probably. But it's how it goes.
He looks down, rubbing his chest. Hairier?] We can't all have pretty scales, I suppose.
[Like a true mother and father (does he count?), they have certainly successfully ruined Moglad's life. He imagines the moogle will not forgive him for it. Jaskier considers it payment for all the music lessons he's given him. For free.
The bard indicates the way with a tilt of his head, walking back from where he'd run from in the first place.] Yes, you could certainly say that. I've been more inclined to do so as of late. Last month was... [He sighs.] A very exhausting month, in every meaning of the word.
I'll allow it
[Does that make him sleazy? Well, probably. But it's how it goes.
He looks down, rubbing his chest. Hairier?] We can't all have pretty scales, I suppose.
[Like a true mother and father (does he count?), they have certainly successfully ruined Moglad's life. He imagines the moogle will not forgive him for it. Jaskier considers it payment for all the music lessons he's given him. For free.
The bard indicates the way with a tilt of his head, walking back from where he'd run from in the first place.] Yes, you could certainly say that. I've been more inclined to do so as of late. Last month was... [He sighs.] A very exhausting month, in every meaning of the word.