[Jaskier at least has the sense to step back as Geralt gets himself out, but he does bring the towel to him to dry himself, and he offers a new set of clean garments -- loose fitting, intended for healing -- that have been picked out from among the supplies.
Jaskier huffs.]
Of course she has. I hired the highest of help to keep things in order. [And because he was rarely home himself, now that the place was empty once more and he could barely stand it. His time was spent in his office, with Alucard or himself moving in and out, and Mog, and sometimes a wolf, or Nadine, with only a small stack of books in the corner signalling a girl had ever been with them.]
Though you must stop treating me like your lady-in-waiting for your bloody horse every time something happens to you. [He gives Geralt a bump on the arm, leading the way back to his bed.] I am thinking I shall have to hire a permanent stable boy if this continues.
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Jaskier huffs.]
Of course she has. I hired the highest of help to keep things in order. [And because he was rarely home himself, now that the place was empty once more and he could barely stand it. His time was spent in his office, with Alucard or himself moving in and out, and Mog, and sometimes a wolf, or Nadine, with only a small stack of books in the corner signalling a girl had ever been with them.]
Though you must stop treating me like your lady-in-waiting for your bloody horse every time something happens to you. [He gives Geralt a bump on the arm, leading the way back to his bed.] I am thinking I shall have to hire a permanent stable boy if this continues.