At least you actually know what you're talking about when it comes to music.

[ That's not a jab, necessarily. Just her penchant for being blunt with the truth. But she says it with a smile, tipping her head back when he comes around behind her so it rests briefly on his chest as she smirks up at him. ]

You mistake being clever for being a good student. I'm sure I'd have tried your patience just as much as my teachers' back in Cintra.

[ Now, though, Jaskier's instruction on how to hold the lute is deftly followed. This, too, Ciri commits to memory -- how it should feel against her, the dimensions of it and the fit in her hands so that she can find something as similar as possible. ]

Good, I think. I do not know what I'm looking for.