[Jaskier made both life and game of reading how he is taken in at every situation. It is how one finds their crowd, how he reads their mood... how he decides if his next song is a crooner or a bit jauntier.

Which is to say, he knows when he's made an impression. Now it wasn't fully his intention in this moment -- flying is simply the easiest way to navigate the Horizon now he fully understands how to control it -- and his dress looks good for his own enjoyment, not anyone else's.

Still. Can't say he hates those pretty blue eyes on him.]

At your service. [He gives him a bit of a bow.] I must admit, while normally I enjoy a good masquerade, it's good to see the face behind the mask -- and the words. And to meet in a less... awkward positioning. [He looks about, with a smile on his face.] So I take it you like books?

[It might be a hint of a joke.]