Geralt finds that he kind of enjoys Jaskier's gaping fish face. It's hilarious, he looks so offended that he doesn't have the most effusive of praises for his singing, like he's never met a critic before. Maybe it's a rich kid thing and he's just been told that he's the most special perfect boy for his entire life; maybe he just has an easily bruised ego. Maybe it's both. Regardless, he's fun to poke fun at.

"Supreme? Hm. I'm going up in the world."

Geralt is entirely unfazed by Jaskier's carrying on and histrionics. He can look as angry housewife-y as he likes, joke's on him-- Geralt never had a wife.

"Fine, I take it back," he says. "Your singing is like ordering a jelly doughnut and finding out that it's all doughnut and no jelly."

There, he took it back. Sure you don't want what he originally said instead?