"So there's no world where Mousesack doesn't mock me."
He says it with good humor; he and the druid are good friends, after all. What's a little poking fun at bad disguises between friends? Mousesack saw through the disguise immediately, anyway. It would've been useless to keep up the farce.
Jaskier takes his wine and Geralt can see his approval in the first sip. It really is a good wine, and one that Dandelion was fond of as well, despite the name. He hadn't been amused when Geralt had returned with a few bottles, all bearing his old moniker on their labels. He'd called him ungrateful, and Geralt had had to show him how very grateful he is for everything that Dandelion has done for him that night.
He winces at the mention of the Law of Surprise-- he never learns, apparently. After having just seen the kind of chaos that the law could wreak, what does he do? Go and call for it immediately after all that horseshit had gotten resolved. Of course it bites him in the ass. He had been quite literally asking for it.
"I admit, calling for Law of Surprise wasn't my best moment." And admission! From Geralt! It's a less momentous occasion for him than for his very stubborn counterpart. "And neither was how I handled it afterward."
Geralt of Rivia, deadbeat dad. He really wasn't racking up the wins then. But he eventually pulled his head out of his ass, it just took about twelve years and getting Law of Surprised the same child twice. Destiny had decided that he would be a father and it wasn't going to take no for an answer.
Jaskier looks at him with those cornflower blue eyes and says the most obvious truth of Geralt's life.
"Yes," he says and sits down at the table as well, bringing his glass of wine with him. "But I'd still rather have him out of danger than in the middle of it. He's got a great talent for attracting trouble, though."
It's one of Dandelion's great talents, aside from music and poetry. A troublemaker through and through.
"There's one thing I want to know," he says. "Why did you need a bodyguard at a royal banquet? You couldn't have known about Duny or that Calanthe would want him dead."
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He says it with good humor; he and the druid are good friends, after all. What's a little poking fun at bad disguises between friends? Mousesack saw through the disguise immediately, anyway. It would've been useless to keep up the farce.
Jaskier takes his wine and Geralt can see his approval in the first sip. It really is a good wine, and one that Dandelion was fond of as well, despite the name. He hadn't been amused when Geralt had returned with a few bottles, all bearing his old moniker on their labels. He'd called him ungrateful, and Geralt had had to show him how very grateful he is for everything that Dandelion has done for him that night.
He winces at the mention of the Law of Surprise-- he never learns, apparently. After having just seen the kind of chaos that the law could wreak, what does he do? Go and call for it immediately after all that horseshit had gotten resolved. Of course it bites him in the ass. He had been quite literally asking for it.
"I admit, calling for Law of Surprise wasn't my best moment." And admission! From Geralt! It's a less momentous occasion for him than for his very stubborn counterpart. "And neither was how I handled it afterward."
Geralt of Rivia, deadbeat dad. He really wasn't racking up the wins then. But he eventually pulled his head out of his ass, it just took about twelve years and getting Law of Surprised the same child twice. Destiny had decided that he would be a father and it wasn't going to take no for an answer.
Jaskier looks at him with those cornflower blue eyes and says the most obvious truth of Geralt's life.
"Yes," he says and sits down at the table as well, bringing his glass of wine with him. "But I'd still rather have him out of danger than in the middle of it. He's got a great talent for attracting trouble, though."
It's one of Dandelion's great talents, aside from music and poetry. A troublemaker through and through.
"There's one thing I want to know," he says. "Why did you need a bodyguard at a royal banquet? You couldn't have known about Duny or that Calanthe would want him dead."