Oh, my dear Lambert, I assure you that I am worse, [ Jaskier tells him, grinning widely. ] I never would have survived as a master bard if I didn't have a certain flair for the dramatic. Besides, I think you well know that Geralt has emotions, he simply pretends not to. I assume that you're the same, Lambchop. [ Jaskier refuses to believe that Lambert isn't hopelessly in love with Aiden. It's obvious that he is. They may take other lovers, but the feelings are still there. If they weren't, Lambert wouldn't be sneaking that Cat into Kaer Morhen and Jaskier never would have received an invitation. ]
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Jaskier's right. He's worse. It doesn't matter how dramatic Aiden is, Jaskier has him beat tenfold.
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Thank you, darling, [ Jaskier responds, patting Geralt on the chest. ] Now. The plan is to head up before you, I understand. But what is the plan tonight? I can play for all you lovely people until my fingers freeze off because it's colder than Militele's tit out here, or Geralt has been itching for a good opponent for a game of gwent.
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Date: 2023-09-24 01:31 am (UTC)-
Jaskier's right. He's worse. It doesn't matter how dramatic Aiden is, Jaskier has him beat tenfold.
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Thank you, darling, [ Jaskier responds, patting Geralt on the chest. ] Now. The plan is to head up before you, I understand. But what is the plan tonight? I can play for all you lovely people until my fingers freeze off because it's colder than Militele's tit out here, or Geralt has been itching for a good opponent for a game of gwent.