[Claude continues to read him like a book, and Jaskier finds himself throwing the gear in the snow before rising the collar of his cloak to cover his mouth and yell right into it. It's during moments like this he actually doesn't mind Geralt having lost his witcher senses, because he doesn't know where he would even start to explain this.
He watches him from afar for a moment, smiling at how cute he behaves with Lambert - Geralt has always had a soft spot for animals. How could anyone be afraid of him?
Flirting for fun, especially when innuendo is on the table, is something Jaskier is extremely familiar with. Of course he can appreciate that, but the current discussion doesn't have him thinking clearly. All the other things Claude said are making him dizzy. Him seeing something strong enough to make him back up from a potential conquest... Him seeing something strong to make him think they could be fucking exes..
Something strong enough to make him think there's hope. Jaskier had been there once...
I walked the Path for six fucking decades before you and never brought anyone along. Just you.
Then he looked through a broken window.]
A never was, and a never will be.
Hope was crushed many a year ago. Don't bring it back, I beg you. Don't be so cruel.
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He watches him from afar for a moment, smiling at how cute he behaves with Lambert - Geralt has always had a soft spot for animals. How could anyone be afraid of him?
Flirting for fun, especially when innuendo is on the table, is something Jaskier is extremely familiar with. Of course he can appreciate that, but the current discussion doesn't have him thinking clearly. All the other things Claude said are making him dizzy. Him seeing something strong enough to make him back up from a potential conquest... Him seeing something strong to make him think they could be fucking exes..
Something strong enough to make him think there's hope. Jaskier had been there once...
I walked the Path for six fucking decades before you and never brought anyone along. Just you.
Then he looked through a broken window.]
A never was, and a never will be.
Hope was crushed many a year ago. Don't bring it back, I beg you. Don't be so cruel.