Jaskier flaps his hand, unconcerned that the two Witchers have made up in such a physical way. He's not exactly concerned about them wearing each other out so much that they won't want him. He's known Geralt long enough to know that's not to case. Both Geralt and Eskel will have more than enough energy for him, whenever he chooses he wants it.

"I can't blame either of you for that, now can I?" Jaskier chuckles. "I just wish I hadn't missed the show."

He dips a new, clean rag into the hot water. "Now, are you ready for a sexy sponge bath, or do you need a moment to recover?"