Oh, no, of course not. With an expert monster hunter and a... well, whatever Sephiroth is, I'm sure this is going to go swimmingly.
[There could be a hint of sarcasm in that, but honestly, so far, nothing's gone wrong. He picks up both traps and takes them to Geralt, giving him a quick run-down of their method of operation (i.e., get bird inside to press platform, receive trapped bird) and the bread he's retrieved from his pockets as bait.
Then he returns to Viktor's side, ready to watch the proceedings with amusement. Mostly because he knows Geralt's involvement in this is purely his own fault.
Jaskier regrets nothing.
Perhaps to Viktor's dismay, he pulls out a carefully folded napkin of blackberries, holding them out in offering after he's plucked up some to feed to the pigeons at his shoulders.] Care for a bite? I grew them myself.
[Soon, the rumors that spread through Cadens about Jaskier may be deeming him the pigeon man, no longer the lute man.]
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[There could be a hint of sarcasm in that, but honestly, so far, nothing's gone wrong. He picks up both traps and takes them to Geralt, giving him a quick run-down of their method of operation (i.e., get bird inside to press platform, receive trapped bird) and the bread he's retrieved from his pockets as bait.
Then he returns to Viktor's side, ready to watch the proceedings with amusement. Mostly because he knows Geralt's involvement in this is purely his own fault.
Jaskier regrets nothing.
Perhaps to Viktor's dismay, he pulls out a carefully folded napkin of blackberries, holding them out in offering after he's plucked up some to feed to the pigeons at his shoulders.] Care for a bite? I grew them myself.
[Soon, the rumors that spread through Cadens about Jaskier may be deeming him the pigeon man, no longer the lute man.]