Oh that's a big benefit of sleeping with someone from basically ren faire times. He'd never seen a bra before, it's all fancy and exotic to him. So are zippers.

[No, Nadine has not bothered with fancy lingerie yet. Considering Jaskier's perplexity when faced with a bra clasp, she can't imagine how he'd do with anything elaborate. But considering even when he comes to visit, she doesn't bother with anything nicer than her usual sweater and jeans or a long skirt combo...if it does continue, maybe she should try to put a little effort in.]

I think you know me well enough to know I'm not a lingerie person. I don't think about that stuff. Why would I? Harold didn't care, it was enough that he had a real live woman who'd touch him. Flagg...whenever we were together in whatever dreamscape he came to me in, I was always in a fancy version of the nightgowns I wear. His choice, not mine.

[Looking back, she thinks he liked the innocent aspect.

Then she blushes again, laughing a little in deflection. What should she even say? It's not the first time Julie's asked for specifics, but the last time she hadn't been in any state of mind to want to share them. This evening's a bit different.]

I don't know what sort of details you want...He's just really good. He knows what he's doing in the bedroom. Or barn. Or wherever...And he always lets me be on top, and I like that. He says really nice things, too. Oh...did you know how seriously ripped he is? Like underwear model ripped.