"Indeed, don't bring Eskel into this. I bet if I had ask a couple of moments ago, you would've also thought it was just a scratch."
Jaskier isn't dumb - Geralt had helped him in order to annoy Eskel, not because he genuinely thought his brother needed the attention. Witcher hypocrisy at its finest!
Speaking of Eskel, he isn't the only bemused one at the moment. Because see, Jaskier recognizes what happens next: sibling bickering. Which is delightful, and helps him feel less annoyed at them. At moments like this, it's hard to see them as dangerous witchers, he's expecting one of them to say I'll tell Vesemir any minute now.
"Geralt barely talks to people and you expect him to talk to a werewolf?" He asks between chuckles. Seeing as Eskel is getting himself comfortable, Jaskier thinks it's time for them to do the same. He sits on the edge of the other bed and points at the pillows while giving Geralt a poignant look that clearly says lie down, you big oaf, time to rest and cuddle, and I'm not taking a no for an answer.
"There were drowners in the sewers too, I forgot to add those to the list. You should visit Oxenfurt some time, Eskel. You'll be well received there." He won't be a superstar like Geralt, but a more positive welcome towards witchers will still be a thing. And that's when curiosity and his ego hit Jaskier like a rock - he worries his lower lip for two seconds before tilting his head and going for it. "May I ask you something? About the Path." It's not like he actually needs permission, nosy little shit he is, but being polite and friendly goes a long way to get people to open up to you. "After you started hearing Toss a coin, were there any changes around you?"
Has your life improved?, he wants to know, but he better word it as neutrally as possible. If improvement hasn't been a thing for Eskel, better not rub it on his face that it has for Geralt.
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Jaskier isn't dumb - Geralt had helped him in order to annoy Eskel, not because he genuinely thought his brother needed the attention. Witcher hypocrisy at its finest!
Speaking of Eskel, he isn't the only bemused one at the moment. Because see, Jaskier recognizes what happens next: sibling bickering. Which is delightful, and helps him feel less annoyed at them. At moments like this, it's hard to see them as dangerous witchers, he's expecting one of them to say I'll tell Vesemir any minute now.
"Geralt barely talks to people and you expect him to talk to a werewolf?" He asks between chuckles. Seeing as Eskel is getting himself comfortable, Jaskier thinks it's time for them to do the same. He sits on the edge of the other bed and points at the pillows while giving Geralt a poignant look that clearly says lie down, you big oaf, time to rest and cuddle, and I'm not taking a no for an answer.
"There were drowners in the sewers too, I forgot to add those to the list. You should visit Oxenfurt some time, Eskel. You'll be well received there." He won't be a superstar like Geralt, but a more positive welcome towards witchers will still be a thing. And that's when curiosity and his ego hit Jaskier like a rock - he worries his lower lip for two seconds before tilting his head and going for it. "May I ask you something? About the Path." It's not like he actually needs permission, nosy little shit he is, but being polite and friendly goes a long way to get people to open up to you. "After you started hearing Toss a coin, were there any changes around you?"
Has your life improved?, he wants to know, but he better word it as neutrally as possible. If improvement hasn't been a thing for Eskel, better not rub it on his face that it has for Geralt.