Then you know that the type of weird and baffling I share with Geralt is a fairly even match to the colors of our friendship. Nothing about this should be surpr-- well, no. The self-cannibalism is still a surprise.

[It's all lightness and gentle laughter threaded through the words, giving Jaskier the time and the grace to gather himself up properly. Alucard waits until the handkerchief is lowered before continuing.]

I think fried lemon thyme would be better, just because the filling is already so earthy. If you wanted fried sage, I'd consider a more lemon heavy filling. Perhaps lemon and a soft cheese? Or we could do a savory blueberry jam and then add the fried sage to the top of that.

[This? This is comfortable. Familiar. Bouncing creative ideas off of each other, except it's only the culinary that matters right now. Maybe that's safest for them both. Artistic without being the arts they are associated with, and a hair more practical to boot.]