Blimey, that was a lot of sighing. "Don't all of you take up the air in the room at once," he clucks back, indignantly, as his feathers ruffle up. Why is everyone pretending such a thing isn't on the table? Jaskier makes no secret that he, personally, is all for it. With a delicate hand, obviously, and some thought put into it, but any person who could do what she did, unrepentantly, may as well resign their rights to humanity.

It is, unfortunately, not a rare move from royalty.

"History has taught us that, ah, a permanent removal, is the most effective answer to the problem. You will not sway the mind of someone like her." "Murder" is such an ugly word, after all, but -- make no mistakes, that's absolutely what it would be.

And why not? Someone's already attempted to assassinate Jaskier. And he didn't even destroy hundreds of people's lives to deserve it.

Jaskier contemplates where shitting on Thancred's head might get him. For a moment. Specifically for that look, and the tone. "Speaking of murder and those who suffer it, does anyone in Thorne even know who murdered Grigory? Because my belief has always been if it t'were not a Summoned, you will already be dealing with natives who, predictably, also want her dead."