[ sam shrugs, like it doesn't matter to him suddenly what being rude is supposed to mean. like none of that matters because jaskier is not trying to push him away and maybe this can all work. maybe he can do something worth something for someone, tonight. ]
Eh- well. You'd be within your right to be rude, then. [ but he says it with a smile, like it's some easily shared joke between them. and he likes what it carries with it - subtle, but present, feeling of jaskier relaxing, bit by bit. the subtle, but present, reminder of what they could be when they weren't in immediate danger, when they weren't trying to piece together bodies or hold together through trauma.
it's a gentle gesture, kissing jaskier's knuckles, but it does as it was intended - it pulls him back to sam, and out of whatever it is spinning behind his eyes. jaskier's comment has sam's smile widening, turning to something closer to one of his grins, bright, friendly, and for right now just jaskier's. ]
I'll take dangerously charming. [ a snark, a flash of a grin, a clink of their mugs, and sam downs his without worry or hesitation. he's still got his hand in jaskier's, still got his fingers curled around him. he wants to scoot closer even still, but he'll hold off for now. even as he sets down the empty mug and laughs, shaking his head. ]
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Eh- well. You'd be within your right to be rude, then. [ but he says it with a smile, like it's some easily shared joke between them. and he likes what it carries with it - subtle, but present, feeling of jaskier relaxing, bit by bit. the subtle, but present, reminder of what they could be when they weren't in immediate danger, when they weren't trying to piece together bodies or hold together through trauma.
it's a gentle gesture, kissing jaskier's knuckles, but it does as it was intended - it pulls him back to sam, and out of whatever it is spinning behind his eyes. jaskier's comment has sam's smile widening, turning to something closer to one of his grins, bright, friendly, and for right now just jaskier's. ]
I'll take dangerously charming. [ a snark, a flash of a grin, a clink of their mugs, and sam downs his without worry or hesitation. he's still got his hand in jaskier's, still got his fingers curled around him. he wants to scoot closer even still, but he'll hold off for now. even as he sets down the empty mug and laughs, shaking his head. ]
Alright, let's go, babe. Finish your glass.