[It's a bit more like he feels a bit more sane if he's not the only one afraid of natural things. Monsters, very large thunderstorms, explosive shits, and -- whatever one would put a name to, this thing that happened to Ciri and Geralt.
Trauma? Trauma is too simple a term, and yet the most fitting that he knows of. Both of them are haunted. By different things, Jaskier imagines, but. Haunted.
Despite Ciri trying to relax against him, her words only make him stiffen, his heart jolting. With the passing of the Heralds (or wherever the fuck they've gone to), he had hoped to only pretend that it had never happened. That gods do not exist, they do not find interest in the ants of humanity, and -- well, he prefers thinking of the Singularity as the only god-like entity here.
But Jaskier knows that is not entirely accurate.
The bard wraps an arm around her, knowing that she'll feel the fear that turns him cold. If Ciri is afraid, who is he to put on a brave face?] To the Singularity? You could feel that? [It goes without saying that he does not know of all the Summoned. He has not met them all. But certainly if one of them were this imposing, faceless figure, would there not be stories? Some ghost of a tale, like the ones of the Wild Hunt?] Whatever connection was created, we will sever it. I've been working with -- [He stops himself from saying Yennefer, for all the sensitivities surrounding the subject,] -- with several mages for a cure to this... thing. I'm sure we can find what we need, should we need anything further, to eliminate whatever thread may linger between you and their gods.
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Trauma? Trauma is too simple a term, and yet the most fitting that he knows of. Both of them are haunted. By different things, Jaskier imagines, but. Haunted.
Despite Ciri trying to relax against him, her words only make him stiffen, his heart jolting. With the passing of the Heralds (or wherever the fuck they've gone to), he had hoped to only pretend that it had never happened. That gods do not exist, they do not find interest in the ants of humanity, and -- well, he prefers thinking of the Singularity as the only god-like entity here.
But Jaskier knows that is not entirely accurate.
The bard wraps an arm around her, knowing that she'll feel the fear that turns him cold. If Ciri is afraid, who is he to put on a brave face?] To the Singularity? You could feel that? [It goes without saying that he does not know of all the Summoned. He has not met them all. But certainly if one of them were this imposing, faceless figure, would there not be stories? Some ghost of a tale, like the ones of the Wild Hunt?] Whatever connection was created, we will sever it. I've been working with -- [He stops himself from saying Yennefer, for all the sensitivities surrounding the subject,] -- with several mages for a cure to this... thing. I'm sure we can find what we need, should we need anything further, to eliminate whatever thread may linger between you and their gods.