With blue eyes following Geralt around the room, Jaskier slowly sits up, and this time is his turn to be utterly confused. At least the panicking hour is over, although he's still kinda nervous, not knowing what the hell is going on. Geralt is being so... chill about it, as if Jaskier had told him he ate the last piece of cheese they were saving.
"Whaaaaat is going to be a problem?" He suddenly feels eighteen again, wondering what don't exist. Some things never change, Geralt expressing his thoughts like shit is one of them. "Geralt, I-- I thought you would be mad at me. For--" Flapping gesture of his hand. "--watching. I didn't stay the whole time, by the way, I swear. Chireadan dragged me away before--"
Oh fuck, he's screwing up again. Because what does that imply? That he would've watched it all if he had the chance?
His stomach turns when his brain provides the answer to that question - not something he wants to explore now. (Or ever.)
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With blue eyes following Geralt around the room, Jaskier slowly sits up, and this time is his turn to be utterly confused. At least the panicking hour is over, although he's still kinda nervous, not knowing what the hell is going on. Geralt is being so... chill about it, as if Jaskier had told him he ate the last piece of cheese they were saving.
"Whaaaaat is going to be a problem?" He suddenly feels eighteen again, wondering what don't exist. Some things never change, Geralt expressing his thoughts like shit is one of them. "Geralt, I-- I thought you would be mad at me. For--" Flapping gesture of his hand. "--watching. I didn't stay the whole time, by the way, I swear. Chireadan dragged me away before--"
Oh fuck, he's screwing up again. Because what does that imply? That he would've watched it all if he had the chance?
His stomach turns when his brain provides the answer to that question - not something he wants to explore now. (Or ever.)
"...so, ah, yeah. Sorry?"