[ The smallest smile curls his lips. It's tired, a little heavy, but it's there. For a moment, he thinks of Yennefer saying I can't help but wish we could begin again, and he lets himself imagine a path where the three—the four—of them could sit here together. In this gentle space Jaskier has carved out.
He pushes it aside and tips back more of his glass. ]
He isn't mine. I'm not taking it on walks. [ Token grumbling at best. It's clear he's already fond of the creature. He picks at the cheese; pours more wine. In the Horizon, he can indulge. He can shed his need to stay alert, to make sure he's. Keeping himself together, because he nearly went to pieces after what happened in Thorne and now—this, these memories. If he stops for too long, it feels as if he might be crushed under the weight of it all.
Everyone important to him, in Cadens—they are healing, slowly. Doing better. And he's realized this has left him with nowhere for his attentions to turn except inwards.
He is not keen on looking inwards right now. He just wants to fucking drink. ]
And I don't want to find him sleeping on top of me.
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He pushes it aside and tips back more of his glass. ]
He isn't mine. I'm not taking it on walks. [ Token grumbling at best. It's clear he's already fond of the creature. He picks at the cheese; pours more wine. In the Horizon, he can indulge. He can shed his need to stay alert, to make sure he's. Keeping himself together, because he nearly went to pieces after what happened in Thorne and now—this, these memories. If he stops for too long, it feels as if he might be crushed under the weight of it all.
Everyone important to him, in Cadens—they are healing, slowly. Doing better. And he's realized this has left him with nowhere for his attentions to turn except inwards.
He is not keen on looking inwards right now. He just wants to fucking drink. ]
And I don't want to find him sleeping on top of me.