A beacon of kindness? Oh, stop. I was happy to. And considering the... aplomb with which you devoured that cheese, an enthusiasm which still haunts me, I am very glad I did so.
[He does appreciate the gesture. He had horns once, at Julie's party in the Horizon, and honestly, he understands the merits of them now. Especially when one needs something to hold onto.
Jaskier glances back at her with a soft, ah. It's a very distinct reminder that the world does not revolve around their little party, and it is very likely their friends in Solvunn have not heard about such things. He weighs the merits of discussing it, whether Geralt would want it to be known. As far as Jaskier is aware, however, the two share a fairly strong rapport.
He waves a hand as if to say, I'll get to it as the bear upon the hot spring. It's a cozy little thing, with a red maple spreading branches over the water, and the tea pot full of perfectly brewed tea, still steaming.
He drops his towel and steps down the flat rocks that lead into the water.] I don't suppose Geralt told what's happened to him, has he? It may not be my story to tell. Let's just say that Thorne has shown they have rather sticky, extremely determined fingers they wish to pluck inside every pie.
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[He does appreciate the gesture. He had horns once, at Julie's party in the Horizon, and honestly, he understands the merits of them now. Especially when one needs something to hold onto.
Jaskier glances back at her with a soft, ah. It's a very distinct reminder that the world does not revolve around their little party, and it is very likely their friends in Solvunn have not heard about such things. He weighs the merits of discussing it, whether Geralt would want it to be known. As far as Jaskier is aware, however, the two share a fairly strong rapport.
He waves a hand as if to say, I'll get to it as the bear upon the hot spring. It's a cozy little thing, with a red maple spreading branches over the water, and the tea pot full of perfectly brewed tea, still steaming.
He drops his towel and steps down the flat rocks that lead into the water.] I don't suppose Geralt told what's happened to him, has he? It may not be my story to tell. Let's just say that Thorne has shown they have rather sticky, extremely determined fingers they wish to pluck inside every pie.