[ It tickles a little. Not a bad distraction. Rhy lifts his head, still close, bumping his forehead gently, briefly to Jaskier's. ]
I suspect you do not mean a stronger drink.
[ Rhy sighs, closing his eyes for longer than a blink, considering. Jaskier is probably right. And it's not like he's ever quite sober these days anyway. ]
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I suspect you do not mean a stronger drink.
[ Rhy sighs, closing his eyes for longer than a blink, considering. Jaskier is probably right. And it's not like he's ever quite sober these days anyway. ]
Will you join me in the baths?