[Jaskier readies himself. It is fully in Alucard's power to say no -- but Jaskier is not above begging, either. Not when it comes to Geralt, to Ciri. He loves them. With everything in him. And if it was Nadine out there, or Julie, it would be the same. But it is only them, and if he can heal them, they can help everyone else. They are the most suited to aiding the rest through those conditions.

What little conditions he knows. Even now, communication with the Witchers is slow. Piecemeal.]

You can trust me. [Jaskier says it with the ease of someone who has long already trusted Alucard in turn.] I would do nothing to put you in danger, my friend. And I will destroy them if they are not needed for Geralt or Ciri. I promise. [He puts a hand firmly, but gently, on Alucard's shoulder.] Believe me, it will not be hard to convince them I haven't a clue how it was made.

[He's very good at not knowing things.]