Jaskier has not moved his hand. Geralt isn't entirely sure why this is a fact that he's even taking note of, because Jaskier has touched him plenty of times in the past. This should be nothing special or unusual, the bard has always been physically demonstrative. Perhaps he's just... more so, now, because there's been a year without? Geralt is hazarding a guess, but he's too poorly versed in affectionate gestures to really know for sure.
And then Jaskier winks. Geralt stares at him for several long moments like he's just revealed that he's secretly a bruxa in disguise, mulling over this turn of events in his head. Usually, the bard winks at his audience when he's playing to charm them, or at barmaids and tavern wenches that he wants to tumble. So for him to wink at Geralt-- well, he must want to make sure that the witcher knows that he's teasing. That must be it. The joke, of course, is that he's Jaskier's "favorite" witcher because he's the only witcher that he's ever met. He's favorite by default.
Though it would hardly be surprising if he enjoyed the company of other witchers more than Geralt. Eskel, in particular-- they would get along well. The squeezing vice feeling returns to his chest, all the more irritating because he can't discern its cause.
Geralt moves, dislodging Jaskier's hand from his chest under the guise of getting up to check his medical kit. He used a significant amount of his supplies last night, so he'll need to take a good stock and replace what's missing. The bandages will need to be changed after a while, and salve reapplied. Practical concerns are a welcome thing to focus on.
"Oxenfurt is fine." It's a good idea, they should take advantage of the free room and board. "I'll be able to keep myself busy. We can leave as soon as you're well enough to ride."
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And then Jaskier winks. Geralt stares at him for several long moments like he's just revealed that he's secretly a bruxa in disguise, mulling over this turn of events in his head. Usually, the bard winks at his audience when he's playing to charm them, or at barmaids and tavern wenches that he wants to tumble. So for him to wink at Geralt-- well, he must want to make sure that the witcher knows that he's teasing. That must be it. The joke, of course, is that he's Jaskier's "favorite" witcher because he's the only witcher that he's ever met. He's favorite by default.
Though it would hardly be surprising if he enjoyed the company of other witchers more than Geralt. Eskel, in particular-- they would get along well. The squeezing vice feeling returns to his chest, all the more irritating because he can't discern its cause.
Geralt moves, dislodging Jaskier's hand from his chest under the guise of getting up to check his medical kit. He used a significant amount of his supplies last night, so he'll need to take a good stock and replace what's missing. The bandages will need to be changed after a while, and salve reapplied. Practical concerns are a welcome thing to focus on.
"Oxenfurt is fine." It's a good idea, they should take advantage of the free room and board. "I'll be able to keep myself busy. We can leave as soon as you're well enough to ride."