A question. Geralt supposes that if one wanted to know something about Jaskier, he would be the person to ask, whether he likes it or not.
"I haven't been around for all of his affairs, but I have known Jaskier to be a little in love with everyone he meets."
To someone like Geralt-- not even entirely convinced that he knows what love would feel like in the first place-- it's an unfathomable idea, being able to fall into it as easily as Jaskier does. If the bard were a little less free with his heart, maybe he'd get into less trouble with fathers and husbands. But something in Jaskier is built that way, he supposes, and there's no changing it.
"So if there's been an instance where he's started one with someone he isn't already fond of, I don't know about it. But you're right in saying that they were all short-lived. I doubt any of them even lasted a season. The only one I've heard him profess any real devotion to was a countess from somewhere, and she dumped him. Twice."
And Geralt got an earful about it both times. The whole story for the first dumping, though Geralt didn't exactly pay much attention to all of the details. The second time around, they were both too busy with the djinn mess to dwell much on why Jaskier's countess left him again. I fear I shall die a heartbroken man, he had said at the time.
He was wrong about that, anyway, or at least about the part where the countess was the cause of the heartbreak. Geralt broke his heart all over again a decade later, after all. And perhaps has a second shot at said heart, in part because of Claude and the godsdamned journal.
"He called me an idiot and a whoreson and threw it at me."
Which certainly is a way to begin a romantic affair.
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Date: 2021-07-29 01:46 am (UTC)"I haven't been around for all of his affairs, but I have known Jaskier to be a little in love with everyone he meets."
To someone like Geralt-- not even entirely convinced that he knows what love would feel like in the first place-- it's an unfathomable idea, being able to fall into it as easily as Jaskier does. If the bard were a little less free with his heart, maybe he'd get into less trouble with fathers and husbands. But something in Jaskier is built that way, he supposes, and there's no changing it.
"So if there's been an instance where he's started one with someone he isn't already fond of, I don't know about it. But you're right in saying that they were all short-lived. I doubt any of them even lasted a season. The only one I've heard him profess any real devotion to was a countess from somewhere, and she dumped him. Twice."
And Geralt got an earful about it both times. The whole story for the first dumping, though Geralt didn't exactly pay much attention to all of the details. The second time around, they were both too busy with the djinn mess to dwell much on why Jaskier's countess left him again. I fear I shall die a heartbroken man, he had said at the time.
He was wrong about that, anyway, or at least about the part where the countess was the cause of the heartbreak. Geralt broke his heart all over again a decade later, after all. And perhaps has a second shot at said heart, in part because of Claude and the godsdamned journal.
"He called me an idiot and a whoreson and threw it at me."
Which certainly is a way to begin a romantic affair.