[ It's not because Rhy is shy; he just wants some space. It's sweet how seriously Jaskier takes his request. And adorable how he actually goes about to fulfill it. While Rhy is stripping out of his clothes at the edge of the hot spring, the bard does his best to clear nearby bathers out by singing some sort of bawdy song -- and Rhy can't help but wonder if it's for his benefit in other ways as well, trying to cheer him up.
It actually works, even. He's smiling more genuinely by the time he climbs into the water, watching Jaskier with rapt amusement.]
Let it never be said you aren't creative, my friend. [ Rhy compliments him as Jaskier settles now that they're mostly alone on this side of the bathing pool. ]
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It actually works, even. He's smiling more genuinely by the time he climbs into the water, watching Jaskier with rapt amusement.]
Let it never be said you aren't creative, my friend. [ Rhy compliments him as Jaskier settles now that they're mostly alone on this side of the bathing pool. ]
Thank you. As for relaxing... I shall do my best.
You're already helping.