Oh, please. People call me foolish for a million different things. Do you really think I listen anymore? [He pats her arm, giving her a classic Jaskier smile. He prefers to think on the positive side of things... because whatever she is considering about herself, could he not also imagine of his own magic? It's not the same, and it never will be, but to him, it's as dangerous as Wild Hunts and bloody prophecies. It can still kill him just as easily.
Exhibit 1, as he draws his arm back.]
You needn't bother. [He flexes his arm, tracing the scar with his fingers.] Don't you think it's fetching? I mean, now we all match! Perhaps one may mistake it for a very fierce war scar. Maybe I fought off a wolf, or -- or an elven assassin!
no subject
Oh, please. People call me foolish for a million different things. Do you really think I listen anymore? [He pats her arm, giving her a classic Jaskier smile. He prefers to think on the positive side of things... because whatever she is considering about herself, could he not also imagine of his own magic? It's not the same, and it never will be, but to him, it's as dangerous as Wild Hunts and bloody prophecies. It can still kill him just as easily.
Exhibit 1, as he draws his arm back.]
You needn't bother. [He flexes his arm, tracing the scar with his fingers.] Don't you think it's fetching? I mean, now we all match! Perhaps one may mistake it for a very fierce war scar. Maybe I fought off a wolf, or -- or an elven assassin!