Estinien had been thinking of 'enjoying' it as in, with his gaze, since apparently, Jaskier found the idea of his dragon form compelling. But this... is a bit more intense than he was prepared for, unwittingly having driven Jaskier further onward than he meant to. He'd mostly just meant to tease him for his superficial interest in the concept, but, uh....
His reaction isn't so much shyness as it is perplexment, since this sort of thing is so far from his usual business, he hasn't even stopped to contemplate what that would mean or if it would be a good or bad thing. He decided he was finished with that sort of thing a long time ago, didn't he? But, he's also living in a phase of his life he'd never imagined getting to experience in the first place.
It does actually sort of fit in with his various uncertainties, no matter how Jaskier arrived at that point. His discomfort with himself extends to things beyond the sudden appearance of scales and horns.
He swallows and glances away, looking like he doesn't really know what to do with that, before finally arriving at a gentle scoff as he shifts on his feet. Well... to that he has to say. Uh.]
You're serious, aren't you?
[It feels like a bigger deal than it must be to Jaskier.]
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Estinien had been thinking of 'enjoying' it as in, with his gaze, since apparently, Jaskier found the idea of his dragon form compelling. But this... is a bit more intense than he was prepared for, unwittingly having driven Jaskier further onward than he meant to. He'd mostly just meant to tease him for his superficial interest in the concept, but, uh....
His reaction isn't so much shyness as it is perplexment, since this sort of thing is so far from his usual business, he hasn't even stopped to contemplate what that would mean or if it would be a good or bad thing. He decided he was finished with that sort of thing a long time ago, didn't he? But, he's also living in a phase of his life he'd never imagined getting to experience in the first place.
It does actually sort of fit in with his various uncertainties, no matter how Jaskier arrived at that point. His discomfort with himself extends to things beyond the sudden appearance of scales and horns.
He swallows and glances away, looking like he doesn't really know what to do with that, before finally arriving at a gentle scoff as he shifts on his feet. Well... to that he has to say. Uh.]
You're serious, aren't you?
[It feels like a bigger deal than it must be to Jaskier.]