He opens when she commands it to be so, a gasp that could be called dramatic by anyone who doesn't know Jaskier pulled straight from his lungs.
For a moment, he barely makes a noise. Perhaps his lip wibbles a bit. He thinks, at once, this is possibly the best thing he's ever seen. In his life. In two worlds, even.]
Hootle. My darling. You look magnificent. [He holds his hands out, gently cupped, for the owl. He's always been so enamored with the little bird, far more complex a familiar than any bird he's created himself. But look at him! Round! He's perfect.
The little hat.]
I think this is the best surprise I've ever received, Rinwell. Thank you. [His heart may burst right here. The same feeling he soaked in when Ciri came to him, looking for lessons on an instrument.] How do you feel if he comes to perform with me? An outfit so bold absolutely must be showed off.
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He opens when she commands it to be so, a gasp that could be called dramatic by anyone who doesn't know Jaskier pulled straight from his lungs.
For a moment, he barely makes a noise. Perhaps his lip wibbles a bit. He thinks, at once, this is possibly the best thing he's ever seen. In his life. In two worlds, even.]
Hootle. My darling. You look magnificent. [He holds his hands out, gently cupped, for the owl. He's always been so enamored with the little bird, far more complex a familiar than any bird he's created himself. But look at him! Round! He's perfect.
The little hat.]
I think this is the best surprise I've ever received, Rinwell. Thank you. [His heart may burst right here. The same feeling he soaked in when Ciri came to him, looking for lessons on an instrument.] How do you feel if he comes to perform with me? An outfit so bold absolutely must be showed off.