[ Reaching up around is difficult, so he leaves Julie to his hair. He doesn't mind, exactly. She untangles it with far more delicacy than he would've on his own, if he'd have ever bothered in the first place. It's a small thing, but he's finally started to feel part of the living again by the time Julie steps out.
If fortune favours, he has a chance of actually getting himself back to Cadens without anything else going to shit. (Fortune rarely favours.)
He finishes rinsing. While she's gone for a spell, he takes a minute to put his face in his hands and close his eyes and just breathe. He considers draining the water or getting out of the tub, but those are distant thoughts. He thinks he understands that time Jaskier picked up a cushion and screamed into it. He stays that way for too long, probably, not quite listening to any footsteps how he normally would've. Only when he hears her at the doorway does he drop his hands, looking up. ]
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If fortune favours, he has a chance of actually getting himself back to Cadens without anything else going to shit. (Fortune rarely favours.)
He finishes rinsing. While she's gone for a spell, he takes a minute to put his face in his hands and close his eyes and just breathe. He considers draining the water or getting out of the tub, but those are distant thoughts. He thinks he understands that time Jaskier picked up a cushion and screamed into it. He stays that way for too long, probably, not quite listening to any footsteps how he normally would've. Only when he hears her at the doorway does he drop his hands, looking up. ]