[Hector's breath catches. He's lived a sizable portion of his life as a hermit, with just his pets for companionship. In a lot of ways, that had been preferable. That relationship made sense. People didn't take care of one another that way...
...except Jaskier is offering to take care of him. And not in the forced way he's experienced in Styria. Just... being supportive, and without any expectation of Hector working for him.]
...I can? [He asks, not disbelieving, but shaken. Jaskier hasn't asked anything of him, but he'd raise an army for the man, no questions asked.]
I'm sure you say that to all the necromancers you meet. [He jokes, because he does not know how else to deal with the way his heart is thumping its way out of his chest.]
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...except Jaskier is offering to take care of him. And not in the forced way he's experienced in Styria. Just... being supportive, and without any expectation of Hector working for him.]
...I can? [He asks, not disbelieving, but shaken. Jaskier hasn't asked anything of him, but he'd raise an army for the man, no questions asked.]
I'm sure you say that to all the necromancers you meet. [He jokes, because he does not know how else to deal with the way his heart is thumping its way out of his chest.]