[Funny enough, Jaskier only meant the basement. That was the sort of thing, well... he could guess, without asking for details, the sort of things that happened. It was in the past. Asking would not unmake what happened to him (if anything. Perhaps he only assumed the worst! And nothing... had happened...
Right.)]
Yes. Saw it too. He... well, let's say I imagine that's far more reaction than he's shown for most things. But I assume he won't ask about it. Doesn't seem the type.
[Taciturn. A little more verbose than Geralt, but even less nosy somehow.
He doesn't think Geralt asks because he cares much, honestly.
Jaskier takes a deep breath. Steels himself. He plants a hand on the grass and watches as, as casual as a flutter of wings, a rose begins to grow between his fingers. A bright, blood red. It's not the only thing he wanted to say. Though funny he brought him to a cemetery to say it -- or, no, that's not irony at all, is it?] I'm not saying you have to. [Rosevines curl under his hand, carefully spreading out from his hand.] But if you want to -- and yes, yes, I know the very ironic comedy in asking you to speak -- I... I can listen. No matter what it was. What you endured.
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Right.)]
Yes. Saw it too. He... well, let's say I imagine that's far more reaction than he's shown for most things. But I assume he won't ask about it. Doesn't seem the type.
[Taciturn. A little more verbose than Geralt, but even less nosy somehow.
He doesn't think Geralt asks because he cares much, honestly.
Jaskier takes a deep breath. Steels himself. He plants a hand on the grass and watches as, as casual as a flutter of wings, a rose begins to grow between his fingers. A bright, blood red. It's not the only thing he wanted to say. Though funny he brought him to a cemetery to say it -- or, no, that's not irony at all, is it?] I'm not saying you have to. [Rosevines curl under his hand, carefully spreading out from his hand.] But if you want to -- and yes, yes, I know the very ironic comedy in asking you to speak -- I... I can listen. No matter what it was. What you endured.