Jaskier sounds absolutely scandalized when Geralt takes more than the most dainty of sips from his glass; he even has the gall to demonstrate proper wine-drinking technique to him, like he's some kind of fucking sommelier or something. It's wine and grading wines is all bullshit anyway, and Geralt usually drinks beer.
He licks his lips when he's done, as though chasing the flavor of the wine. Geralt watches, his face blank, and carefully does not think about Jaskier's mouth.
The whole soul-lacking comment was meant more as a joke than anything, a reference to the fact that most people looked at Geralt and saw nothing more than a big thug at best, and for those that knew his background? A monster at worst. One day, Jaskier was going to find out about his whole felony thing, either because he'd get curious and Google a little too deep or he'd just ask the right people the right questions, then maybe he'd get the comment.
Interested in poetry, he asks, and Geralt takes his glass of wine and drains the rest of its contents in one go.
"No."
Geralt wouldn't know good poetry if it bit him in the ass. He barely finished high school, nevertheless went to some fancy university to learn about rhyming schemes and classic literature and whatever the fuck else a modern liberal arts education means these days. Yen did, because she was smart enough to know that Geralt was dead weight and that she could do so much better, and Ciri will. Thank the gods that Geralt doesn't believe in that she got all her brains from her mother and not from him-- hell, that she seems to have gotten nothing from him but her hair color.
But the question about his bookshelf is... well, he has bookshelves, and they're full of books, and he actually quite likes to read. But either no one believes him if he says that, or they do what Lambert does and make fun of him relentlessly.
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He licks his lips when he's done, as though chasing the flavor of the wine. Geralt watches, his face blank, and carefully does not think about Jaskier's mouth.
The whole soul-lacking comment was meant more as a joke than anything, a reference to the fact that most people looked at Geralt and saw nothing more than a big thug at best, and for those that knew his background? A monster at worst. One day, Jaskier was going to find out about his whole felony thing, either because he'd get curious and Google a little too deep or he'd just ask the right people the right questions, then maybe he'd get the comment.
Interested in poetry, he asks, and Geralt takes his glass of wine and drains the rest of its contents in one go.
"No."
Geralt wouldn't know good poetry if it bit him in the ass. He barely finished high school, nevertheless went to some fancy university to learn about rhyming schemes and classic literature and whatever the fuck else a modern liberal arts education means these days. Yen did, because she was smart enough to know that Geralt was dead weight and that she could do so much better, and Ciri will. Thank the gods that Geralt doesn't believe in that she got all her brains from her mother and not from him-- hell, that she seems to have gotten nothing from him but her hair color.
But the question about his bookshelf is... well, he has bookshelves, and they're full of books, and he actually quite likes to read. But either no one believes him if he says that, or they do what Lambert does and make fun of him relentlessly.
"I don't read."