[He had not anticipated Alucard being so... not impressed, no. More like moved. He takes a few steps back to allow him to take it all in, wringing his fingers together in front of him. While Jaskier was very excited to show it all off, to find that it leaves such an impact on his friend almost makes it that much more nerve-wracking.

Most of all, because the vineyard sprouted from the single plant Alucard gave him.

His heart holds a breath, waiting for him to speak. And then... a soft exhale.]

Thanks to you and your gift from so many months ago. [He steps past Alucard, indicating the farthest plant in the front, clinging to the edge of the trellis. A few leaves are tipped in gold to mark it, though it flakes off easily if touched.] Here the old chap is. The original. [The leaves shift with the wind, as if to wave hello.] When I was growing up, my family owned a vineyard we would visit in the summer. It's something I think I would have settled down to do myself if I wasn't a bard. And if I knew how to settle.