[Geralt's tone is an admonishment, as it usually is, so Jaskier ignores it. What is far more important to him is Julie's response, which is... muted, at best. His smile falls a little, though he doesn't hesitate to take the offered bottle to steal a drink from.
So there they are. Drinking on the ground.
Oh. Strong stuff, too. He gives a throaty appreciation with a mumble as he wipes his mouth, handing it back, laying his legs out in front of him. As natural as if he's been living his life on the floor. Who needs chairs, anyway?
He sits up, a little stiff, looking at Julie across the bulk of Geralt.] Ah. You're having trouble with magic, too? [The too slips out, but he leads on despite it hitting him heavily.] I have found that forcing it, a bit like a tough shit, makes it all the more messy.
[There is a lamb, but he's choosing to simply accept its existence here, along with the flowers, and the... strange set up of whatever that is. Julie is clearly in a mood, which he's noticed among his friends that celebrate this holiday -- that something about it seems to cause these moods.]
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So there they are. Drinking on the ground.
Oh. Strong stuff, too. He gives a throaty appreciation with a mumble as he wipes his mouth, handing it back, laying his legs out in front of him. As natural as if he's been living his life on the floor. Who needs chairs, anyway?
He sits up, a little stiff, looking at Julie across the bulk of Geralt.] Ah. You're having trouble with magic, too? [The too slips out, but he leads on despite it hitting him heavily.] I have found that forcing it, a bit like a tough shit, makes it all the more messy.
[There is a lamb, but he's choosing to simply accept its existence here, along with the flowers, and the... strange set up of whatever that is. Julie is clearly in a mood, which he's noticed among his friends that celebrate this holiday -- that something about it seems to cause these moods.]