But they're all the more fun for it, to be fair! [He grins. He's met those troubled children; a strange and sometimes frightening thing, when he thinks too hard of them, which he attempts not to. The majority of the Summoned were well into their years as mortals, but the thought of never maturing naturally -- to be like this forever, even when he was young -- is. Too much.
Imagine if he was the man who thought Fishmonger's Daughter was the height of his repertoire.
Jaskier's smile in response is almost too knowing. How does one explain that his mind hardly stopped? It was as if, when he woke, those years caught up with him. But he can admit Istredd is a bit more neurotic than himself; that has hardly changed.
He's definitely learned to be sweeter, though. On the outside, instead of holding it in.] That's always been a good sign to me. [Jaskier laughs. Well, if he's going to be the exception -- once Istredd rises, he reaches up on his tip toes to kiss his mouth as well.] And how delightfully kind he was to make an exception. I don't suppose you're in for another roll and tumble after all this time?
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Imagine if he was the man who thought Fishmonger's Daughter was the height of his repertoire.
Jaskier's smile in response is almost too knowing. How does one explain that his mind hardly stopped? It was as if, when he woke, those years caught up with him. But he can admit Istredd is a bit more neurotic than himself; that has hardly changed.
He's definitely learned to be sweeter, though. On the outside, instead of holding it in.] That's always been a good sign to me. [Jaskier laughs. Well, if he's going to be the exception -- once Istredd rises, he reaches up on his tip toes to kiss his mouth as well.] And how delightfully kind he was to make an exception. I don't suppose you're in for another roll and tumble after all this time?