Thank gods they don't slap the soul out of him a second time. Rattle him hard enough, and that connection may snap.
Jaskier shakes his head a little, as if realizing how much time has passed. He finds himself in rapt attention at all times with Aster; both their fascinating looks, their lilting speech, and their exuberance. He can hardly take the Draconae to bed -- or attempt to -- knowing they have a mate, but there is still some voice in him that wants to insist.
Still. This is delegation more than anything.
"I should leave you to your affairs as well, but know this meeting has meant so much to me." He thinks of kissing the Draconae on the cheek, but he is unsure of the customs here. "Though, before I go... if you were willing to part with one of these lyres of yours. I should be happy to pay you, of course, if the coin above should have any value to you. They're simply too lovely to not leave me coveting one."
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Jaskier shakes his head a little, as if realizing how much time has passed. He finds himself in rapt attention at all times with Aster; both their fascinating looks, their lilting speech, and their exuberance. He can hardly take the Draconae to bed -- or attempt to -- knowing they have a mate, but there is still some voice in him that wants to insist.
Still. This is delegation more than anything.
"I should leave you to your affairs as well, but know this meeting has meant so much to me." He thinks of kissing the Draconae on the cheek, but he is unsure of the customs here. "Though, before I go... if you were willing to part with one of these lyres of yours. I should be happy to pay you, of course, if the coin above should have any value to you. They're simply too lovely to not leave me coveting one."