[Jaskier wiggles his fingers when Hector looks at them. They are rather nice digits, thank you for noticing. And he's even wearing some of his fancier rings. (The bone ring is still on a chain around his neck, but considering its initial impressions, he's not tried to offer it a second time.)

He laughs. Godsdammit. Hector really has a sense of humor that matches his exactly.

Read: quite immature.]

Mm. Maybe if you're standing a bit too close, or you pat my ass. But I'd hate to scandalize anyone. I can only assume the Solvunnites are rather kinky and wild, but the Thorneans are a stiff upper-crusts sort. Possibly exactly why they think a single ball is so interesting.