"Exactly my point!" he exclaims with a hand thrown in the air. Even the ex is using the word friend and pointing out how it's unusual behavior for Mr Hermit, Jaskier isn't letting Geralt forget this any time soon. "If this isn't friendship, I don't know what it is!"
Her eyes sure are piercing, as intense as Geralt's even. Her strength is in the way she carries herself, in the way she uses her words, a perfect companion for Geralt's more raw, wild yet still powerful manner. They must've made the most explosive couple in the country, and Jaskier has to wonder why it didn't work out when they make such a lovely pair. Maybe they were too explosive.
"That's me! Jaskier at your service - but there's nothing little about my videos." He winks at her, shameless as usual. Geralt had told him she would eat him alive and honestly? Jaskier wouldn't mind being eaten by her. But it's not what's happening here. This woman is playing a game - Jaskier isn't sure what kind of game, exactly, but he isn't about to be left out.
And fuck, she's good, because that comment about her daughter's virtue? Throws Jaskier off his game on the spot. His eyes widen and he internally panics - in another context, he would've flirted a little more, said something no virtue out there being safe from his charms. But after how much of a creep he's felt today, well... better not make things worse with Geralt.
So his reply is a snort instead. "No virtues for you to be worried about around here, rest assured." He nods then. "A pity indeed! Feel free to add me on social media, there's no reason why this first meeting should also be the last."
There are so many questions burning in his tongue, but the call is coming to an end and Jaskier can only wave at her before pulling back to allow Geralt to get to the dryer. Mr DILF is avoiding his eyes, Jaskier can tell, is he embarrassed by what just happened? That would be cute. He only hopes he isn't angry at him, he was only trying to help!
"Sooooo~ That was your ex, huh? She-- ah, thanks." Jaskier catches his clothes and throws the damp towel to Geralt in return. Having to escape through many windows through the years means he's capable of dressing up as quickly as he can undress, but this time, he's going to take his sweet time with it. Can't let this conversation be over soon! "She seemed lovely. Intense, too, but in a good way. I can't fault your taste." He winks at Geralt then - it's not creepy because it's not flirting! It's teasing! Big difference! "You two seem to get along - I bet that's wonderful for Cirilla."
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Her eyes sure are piercing, as intense as Geralt's even. Her strength is in the way she carries herself, in the way she uses her words, a perfect companion for Geralt's more raw, wild yet still powerful manner. They must've made the most explosive couple in the country, and Jaskier has to wonder why it didn't work out when they make such a lovely pair. Maybe they were too explosive.
"That's me! Jaskier at your service - but there's nothing little about my videos." He winks at her, shameless as usual. Geralt had told him she would eat him alive and honestly? Jaskier wouldn't mind being eaten by her. But it's not what's happening here. This woman is playing a game - Jaskier isn't sure what kind of game, exactly, but he isn't about to be left out.
And fuck, she's good, because that comment about her daughter's virtue? Throws Jaskier off his game on the spot. His eyes widen and he internally panics - in another context, he would've flirted a little more, said something no virtue out there being safe from his charms. But after how much of a creep he's felt today, well... better not make things worse with Geralt.
So his reply is a snort instead. "No virtues for you to be worried about around here, rest assured." He nods then. "A pity indeed! Feel free to add me on social media, there's no reason why this first meeting should also be the last."
There are so many questions burning in his tongue, but the call is coming to an end and Jaskier can only wave at her before pulling back to allow Geralt to get to the dryer. Mr DILF is avoiding his eyes, Jaskier can tell, is he embarrassed by what just happened? That would be cute. He only hopes he isn't angry at him, he was only trying to help!
"Sooooo~ That was your ex, huh? She-- ah, thanks." Jaskier catches his clothes and throws the damp towel to Geralt in return. Having to escape through many windows through the years means he's capable of dressing up as quickly as he can undress, but this time, he's going to take his sweet time with it. Can't let this conversation be over soon! "She seemed lovely. Intense, too, but in a good way. I can't fault your taste." He winks at Geralt then - it's not creepy because it's not flirting! It's teasing! Big difference! "You two seem to get along - I bet that's wonderful for Cirilla."