An interesting noise comes out of Jaskier's mouth when he turns around, this sort of weird, strangled sound that probably is very similar to what a mouse would make if you stepped on it. He also appears to be staring directly at Geralt's chest, and perhaps that's because he's standing a little too close to him? People get a bit uncomfortable if he crowds or looms, because of the sheer size of him; Geralt steps back a bit, to give him space.

He calls him a wolf, and Geralt is briefly confused before he follows Jaskier's gaze to the tattoo on his chest. Then he huffs a laugh; really, Jaskier doesn't have a leg to stand on when it comes to tattoos, he's got that giant musical one on his side that's a bit on the nose, too.

He's not aware of the usage of the word wolf outside of the vanilla-- the double meaning goes right over his head.

"I got it with my brothers," he says, which is... something of an explanation, anyway. Doesn't really explain why it's a wolf or why they wanted to get it, but now Jaskier knows that there are brothers involved somewhere. Progress? "Stay here."

He goes to the bathroom to fetch a comb from one of the drawers, then returns with it and hands it over to Jaskier. He takes a seat on the ottoman that's in front of the living room couch, since doing so would put his head at a more convenient height for this sort of thing.