[Jaskier waves a hand, flicking little drops of water in an arc.] Only an assumption. Though I suppose it is far more safe to fall onto the side of incompetence than malice, isn't it?

[Is that how science works, Viktor?? Jaskier is definitely edging towards malice, though. Everyone in Thorne is kind of an asshole -- he's only lucky he wasn't on the receiving end, being thrown in a cage. No offense, but he's rather sure a month in one might take his new friend out of this world.

But Jaskier is glad for it. That, at the very least, Thorne has learned from its mistakes.] I'm not dim, I'm following. I'm afraid all of the factions will be jealously guarding their secrets. However, when I was first brought here, it was with the implication they knew of my deeds. Thornean mages, I mean. I suppose they could have given the same speech to everyone, but the summoning did come with the idea they knew of our measure before our appearance in the wells.