"Words I never dared think would come from your mouth," Geralt says as Jaskier presses kisses to his throat. "I should get it in writing for all posterity."
The bard, willingly admitting that Geralt is right about something that isn't directly related to a monster. Has hell frozen over? Is it the end times? He should go to the notary immediately, so that he can have notarized proof that this unprecedented thing has occurred.
It is simpler than Jaskier is making it out to be, though... he wonders if it is as entirely simple as all that. While Felix and Dimitri may have no qualms with Geralt's presence in their home, Claude may be a different story. He doesn't know how much the others know of the altercation that Geralt had with him, or what Claude may have mentioned. He has yet to hear anything from Felix about it, though, and he imagines that he wouldn't take a slight against someone he cares about without comment. Claude may have smoothed things over with them if they saw anything, just to keep the peace.
The incident is like a sore tooth-- a persistent annoyance that he can't help but prod at, even though it's unpleasant. It is, strangely enough, the first time that Geralt thinks that he has actually spoken to Claude and not some... social amalgamation, a chameleon mask that changes depending on who and where and what. It is certainly the longest that Claude has spoken to him, though the fact that he got such a thing by insulting him deeply isn't ideal. The other man had laid out his grievances quite thoroughly, and they were-- and still are-- difficult to refute. Geralt behaved badly, more so than could be justified.
It makes him something of a hypocrite, to tell Jaskier to be considerate and then greet all of Claude's attempts at social decency with a lack of that consideration. He has no right to demand trust from Claude, then penalize him when it wasn't given in the way he wanted. It's a revelation that stings at him, but apparently one that has to be made. No one enjoys being wrong, and Geralt is no exception to that.
"That is... fine," he replies when Jaskier reiterates that he didn't want to stay, giving a half-joking reason as an explanation. "Has Dimitri spoken with the rest of his group? About this invitation."
If he hasn't-- well, Geralt doesn't exactly want to walk in without at least some idea of what he's going to do with this Claude situation. And he will likely have to do something about it, lest it fester like a bad wound.
"Oi!" He protests as he pokes Geralt's side, but he only half means it - he's also biting back the giggling. There goes the witcher's dry sense of humor again, which he adores... when it isn't being used against him. And sure, this time does count as that, but for once, Jaskier can see the amusement in this as well. Geralt giving good relationship advice that Jaskier agrees with aloud? Mark the day on the fucking calendar.
Geralt's expression shifts then, something is bothering him - most people wouldn't notice, but Jaskier is an expert at reading him. He considers asking him what it is, annoying him for an answer as he always does, but they just discussed compromise and Jaskier did make a question already. Perhaps the witcher has something to say about this whole dinner deal.
So Jaskier reminds himself to be patient and picks another pastry while Geralt chooses his words, which turn out to be... a very fair question. Jaskier nods to show he's heard him, but doesn't reply until he's done munching and licking some cream off his thumb.
"I know exactly what you mean, my dear. I had the same concerns and expressed them to Dimitri. He said everyone is fine with it as long as I don't hog the bathroom Felix and his husband use. Apparently it's a big house, with many an extra room. For Kiri as well." He watches Geralt for a second with his head tilted, trying to guess what this is about. "Worried about sharing a table with everyone? I remember you enjoying the picnic, leaving aside the notebook incident."
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The bard, willingly admitting that Geralt is right about something that isn't directly related to a monster. Has hell frozen over? Is it the end times? He should go to the notary immediately, so that he can have notarized proof that this unprecedented thing has occurred.
It is simpler than Jaskier is making it out to be, though... he wonders if it is as entirely simple as all that. While Felix and Dimitri may have no qualms with Geralt's presence in their home, Claude may be a different story. He doesn't know how much the others know of the altercation that Geralt had with him, or what Claude may have mentioned. He has yet to hear anything from Felix about it, though, and he imagines that he wouldn't take a slight against someone he cares about without comment. Claude may have smoothed things over with them if they saw anything, just to keep the peace.
The incident is like a sore tooth-- a persistent annoyance that he can't help but prod at, even though it's unpleasant. It is, strangely enough, the first time that Geralt thinks that he has actually spoken to Claude and not some... social amalgamation, a chameleon mask that changes depending on who and where and what. It is certainly the longest that Claude has spoken to him, though the fact that he got such a thing by insulting him deeply isn't ideal. The other man had laid out his grievances quite thoroughly, and they were-- and still are-- difficult to refute. Geralt behaved badly, more so than could be justified.
It makes him something of a hypocrite, to tell Jaskier to be considerate and then greet all of Claude's attempts at social decency with a lack of that consideration. He has no right to demand trust from Claude, then penalize him when it wasn't given in the way he wanted. It's a revelation that stings at him, but apparently one that has to be made. No one enjoys being wrong, and Geralt is no exception to that.
"That is... fine," he replies when Jaskier reiterates that he didn't want to stay, giving a half-joking reason as an explanation. "Has Dimitri spoken with the rest of his group? About this invitation."
If he hasn't-- well, Geralt doesn't exactly want to walk in without at least some idea of what he's going to do with this Claude situation. And he will likely have to do something about it, lest it fester like a bad wound.
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Geralt's expression shifts then, something is bothering him - most people wouldn't notice, but Jaskier is an expert at reading him. He considers asking him what it is, annoying him for an answer as he always does, but they just discussed compromise and Jaskier did make a question already. Perhaps the witcher has something to say about this whole dinner deal.
So Jaskier reminds himself to be patient and picks another pastry while Geralt chooses his words, which turn out to be... a very fair question. Jaskier nods to show he's heard him, but doesn't reply until he's done munching and licking some cream off his thumb.
"I know exactly what you mean, my dear. I had the same concerns and expressed them to Dimitri. He said everyone is fine with it as long as I don't hog the bathroom Felix and his husband use. Apparently it's a big house, with many an extra room. For Kiri as well." He watches Geralt for a second with his head tilted, trying to guess what this is about. "Worried about sharing a table with everyone? I remember you enjoying the picnic, leaving aside the notebook incident."