Like putting goop into cans and declaring it a meal.

[He's still so upset about that. But Alucard will not poke at that particular and highly specific wound. The Free Cities have their arms, and innovation always goes towards the military first.

At least he has his project. And Jaskier's interest.] Just let me know the decided upon date when you have it then. [Alucard is ready to let Jaskier walk around while he works, but that last part has his attention. (As he nearly runs into Mog's dust mote territory.)] You're not going to be a solo artist for this?

[Sorry, this is genuinely shocking news, Jaskier.]