[He laughs. You know what? He believes her. He has no reason not to.] Very sexy of you. No fury like it indeed.
[Look, they might not have hell as a concept, but women and scorn and their revenge are all very well-known themes. And ones that are always quite enjoyable to write of... when they are far from affecting real lives, of course.
He waves the joint off.] I'll stick to the edible ones.
[Jaskier, after all, can't afford to fuck up his throat. Even in the Horizon, thank you.
He doesn't mention he's thankful she's found his company worthy, then. It's clear enough because she's here, not telling him to fuck off (to be fair, it is his domain). He takes her hand, lifting from their stump chairs, leaving the wine behind.] Are you sure they're not so frightening I'll shit myself? I'd hate to lower your clearly high opinion of me.
[It's a tease, accompanied with a gentle bump of her shoulder.] Show me.
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[Look, they might not have hell as a concept, but women and scorn and their revenge are all very well-known themes. And ones that are always quite enjoyable to write of... when they are far from affecting real lives, of course.
He waves the joint off.] I'll stick to the edible ones.
[Jaskier, after all, can't afford to fuck up his throat. Even in the Horizon, thank you.
He doesn't mention he's thankful she's found his company worthy, then. It's clear enough because she's here, not telling him to fuck off (to be fair, it is his domain). He takes her hand, lifting from their stump chairs, leaving the wine behind.] Are you sure they're not so frightening I'll shit myself? I'd hate to lower your clearly high opinion of me.
[It's a tease, accompanied with a gentle bump of her shoulder.] Show me.