A shopping trip. Jaskier might as well have put a gun to his head, he'd handle that stress better. A shopping trip meant getting marched around from shop to shop and put into uncomfortable clothing that would be itchy and pinch in strange places and restrict his freedom of movement, and then having someone else pay absurd amounts of money for said uncomfortable clothing that he wouldn't even want to wear. If they were going to spend so much cash on something like shirts and pants, shouldn't they at least be comfortable? And he understands having clothes that he mucks out stalls in and clothes that he goes to nice places in and that these wardrobes should be kept separate, but do all of the nice clothes have to be so awful?
Thankfully, they all move on from the idea of putting Geralt into clothes, and into the reason that Jaskier's sitting at this table to begin with.
Aside from the fact that it'll soon be his birthday, apparently-- and Geralt is briefly concerned at the fact that Ciri knows Jaskier's birthday before he remembers that it's on his Twitter profile and he's a semi-famous musician-- and that Pride weekend coincides with it. It makes complete sense that Jaskier would want to be at Pride, considering that he's part of that community, and even more sense that he'd want to perform at it. The fact that Yen's involved with organizations that are a part of the celebrations makes sense, too, so there's no reason for the two of them not to collaborate.
All friends of mine are invited.
Ciri seems to take that as an invitation extended to her, because she perks up again.
"Oh, could we go, Dad? It'll be fun, and we can see Jaskier play! On his birthday!"
Geralt is thankful for the drink-- it buys him time while he takes a sip. "We'll see, Ciri."
As quickly as he usually concedes to his daughter's whims, Pride is, well, Pride. It's for the people of that community to celebrate, and he doesn't want to be another straight man bursting into a place that isn't for him. It would be breaking the schedule a bit, since he's supposed to have Ciri with him that day, but maybe he could arrange for Yen to take her. She's always been strict about keeping to the agreed-upon schedule, but in light of all this, she might bend a little.
"If you're waiting on my blessing, I see no reason for her not to go, assuming you don't have something else lined up. That's your weekend, if I recall."
He frowns. He really didn't want to get into the details of this right now, but apparently Yen's opening up the conversation. "We could make an adjustment."
"Is there some reason that you wouldn't be able to go? You know how I feel about last minute changes." The way she's looking at him is... more amused than anything, as though she knows what's going on in his head and thinks it's endearingly stupid.
"I'm a straight man, Yen," he says, since they're apparently being blunt today. "I don't want to overstep."
Yen snorts, right at the same time that Ciri says Daaaad! in a voice that's half whine, half secondhand embarrassment. "You do realize that they aren't going to check your sexuality at the door, don't you, Geralt? No one's going to mind if you're there to show support."
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Thankfully, they all move on from the idea of putting Geralt into clothes, and into the reason that Jaskier's sitting at this table to begin with.
Aside from the fact that it'll soon be his birthday, apparently-- and Geralt is briefly concerned at the fact that Ciri knows Jaskier's birthday before he remembers that it's on his Twitter profile and he's a semi-famous musician-- and that Pride weekend coincides with it. It makes complete sense that Jaskier would want to be at Pride, considering that he's part of that community, and even more sense that he'd want to perform at it. The fact that Yen's involved with organizations that are a part of the celebrations makes sense, too, so there's no reason for the two of them not to collaborate.
All friends of mine are invited.
Ciri seems to take that as an invitation extended to her, because she perks up again.
"Oh, could we go, Dad? It'll be fun, and we can see Jaskier play! On his birthday!"
Geralt is thankful for the drink-- it buys him time while he takes a sip. "We'll see, Ciri."
As quickly as he usually concedes to his daughter's whims, Pride is, well, Pride. It's for the people of that community to celebrate, and he doesn't want to be another straight man bursting into a place that isn't for him. It would be breaking the schedule a bit, since he's supposed to have Ciri with him that day, but maybe he could arrange for Yen to take her. She's always been strict about keeping to the agreed-upon schedule, but in light of all this, she might bend a little.
"If you're waiting on my blessing, I see no reason for her not to go, assuming you don't have something else lined up. That's your weekend, if I recall."
He frowns. He really didn't want to get into the details of this right now, but apparently Yen's opening up the conversation. "We could make an adjustment."
"Is there some reason that you wouldn't be able to go? You know how I feel about last minute changes." The way she's looking at him is... more amused than anything, as though she knows what's going on in his head and thinks it's endearingly stupid.
"I'm a straight man, Yen," he says, since they're apparently being blunt today. "I don't want to overstep."
Yen snorts, right at the same time that Ciri says Daaaad! in a voice that's half whine, half secondhand embarrassment. "You do realize that they aren't going to check your sexuality at the door, don't you, Geralt? No one's going to mind if you're there to show support."