It's a joke. I know you have never been worried about a single thing in your life.

[Certainly not his performances in bed. Or, in this case, in the middle of dance floors against stone. My, did that mean Geralt truly did have a fun side? Among all these people, even! (Ignoring that they were not real.) Who would have ever thought?

Jaskier peels his orange slice, squeezing a bit of juice into his ale before popping the wedge into his mouth. Mm. Just as sweet as out of the Horizon.]

Hm? [He blinks at him.] Well, yes, she is the host of the party. What? Don't tell me you can smell her on me. We didn't even kiss! Sort of.