[He sounds so surprised to be asked. Hector's talent is a great skill to him, especially if he had been a general for a time. The power he must really have. Jaskier's not really thought too hard about it, really; bringing life to the dead is power enough to him.]

Shall I sing the praises of your talents then, my dear? Build up a reputation for you? Only if you'd like.

[He wouldn't mind. But, the more he learned of Hector, the less that seemed like what he wanted. Perhaps the quiet really was better for him.

Was he being quite literal?] You're... you're really afraid someone may use you? [Jaskier frowns.] Could you not simply stop them?

[Sorry, Hector. He's not trying to be mean. He just has... very powerful friends. Not that they don't get used as well, but at least they're often paid for it.]