Jesper will drag his lovers kicking and screaming out of Thorne if he has to. He trusts this king even less than the last one and now that they're at war, there's no stopping the Free Cities and Solvunn from demolishing them. It's going to get very ugly, of that he's certain, and he'd rather the Summoned stay out of it. And bide their time until they can escape. Where to, he has no idea still, but that will continue to be his plan. If only making their own commune was a viable option. It was the pipe dream of Inej that they knew was impossible, but still.

"Oh really, well I'm not going to fight that, sweetheart. I'll be duly impressed. Maybe you can buy me something pretty." Jesper laughs and kisses his knuckles. He loves Wilhelm so deeply, he's one of his dearest friends, and he does hate to see him so sad. Weighted down by loss after loss. Jesper's had plenty his own but he is someone who shrugs off pain a lot quicker than most. He wouldn't want everyone to act as he does.

"I think the government's finally caught me on my powers." This is not the best reason to smile out there, he has few, but Jesper sighs. As Wilhelm knows, this has been one of his fears from the start, that the army would catch him. They have, or at least know where to look. "I'm still negotiating what that might mean, but it could mean I get even richer, which is nice."