[Oh, Jaskier notices. He returns that grin with a smile of his own, already terribly fond of the little dimples that appear on the younger man's face. He's a bit of a sweetheart, isn't he? How on earth does Geralt put up with him?] You've plenty of time to prove me wrong.
[He leans against the doorway, looking as if he's actually thinkign of anything. Geralt hasn't been blocking his messages (for once), but he's already seen the cad. Knows he's working himself to sleep every night, and giving his food away to children. Utterly predictable.
In the end, he shrugs.] Tell him he's a horse's ass. He'll know what it means.
[It doesn't mean anything, but it's exceptionally funny to think someone would wander all the way to the mines to tell him it.]
[ Eventually Blake will be absolutely baffled to find out Jaskier's age, but for now he appears every bit as young and spry as need be, at least for the purposes of flirting around the point. It makes that grin turn all the more genuine when he tastes the blackberry and muses at the message. ]
I'll try not to crack the code on my way.
[ It's silly. That's what he thinks when they're together. And he doesn't hate it. Jaskier clearly takes pride in himself and his work, but he's not beyond all the trappings of a true entertainer. And if he can win over a guy like Geralt, then he's got to have a pretty good sense of humor and decent enough ethics. Friendship by association. ]
See you later, yeah? Thanks again.
[ And that's the bulk of it. Blake doesn't linger, head tipping gently before he's off to do as he planned. ]
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[He leans against the doorway, looking as if he's actually thinkign of anything. Geralt hasn't been blocking his messages (for once), but he's already seen the cad. Knows he's working himself to sleep every night, and giving his food away to children. Utterly predictable.
In the end, he shrugs.] Tell him he's a horse's ass. He'll know what it means.
[It doesn't mean anything, but it's exceptionally funny to think someone would wander all the way to the mines to tell him it.]
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I'll try not to crack the code on my way.
[ It's silly. That's what he thinks when they're together. And he doesn't hate it. Jaskier clearly takes pride in himself and his work, but he's not beyond all the trappings of a true entertainer. And if he can win over a guy like Geralt, then he's got to have a pretty good sense of humor and decent enough ethics. Friendship by association. ]
See you later, yeah? Thanks again.
[ And that's the bulk of it. Blake doesn't linger, head tipping gently before he's off to do as he planned. ]