Pegasus' little shit energy absolutely suits Jaskier's just fine, it isn't the poor guy's fault that Jaskier has the hots for his master. The snorting and tossing of his head get him some petting on the neck - easy boy, running will be back soon, just let the bisexual disaster get some flirting done first.

Look at that, Hotstuff has a sense of humor! Oh, how delightful, another point goes to that quickly developing crush. Jaskier throws his head back and laughs, taking a moment to try to get a read of the guy - has he understood the flirting? Is he joking along like bros would do, totally unaware? While Jaskier hates stereotypes, he is also very aware of what his flamboyant manners come off as...

Then again, the bloke just said blog. Which is adorable, but also a big sign of not being exactly up with the times. Oh boy, this one is going to be difficult to navigate.

"What will break your daughter's heart is hearing you talk about the internet like that. I was going to ask you if you would take some pictures of me with Pegasus here, who by the way is an absolute darling, but now I'm worried my phone may be too much technology for you." His tone is teasing as he slow downs in front of Geralt on his next pass. "How old are you anyway? You have the body of a Greek god statue, not a ranch dad."

Probably too much, but with a guy that seems to be living in the past, better be direct, he supposes.