[ He tilts his head, some curiosity there. Was Jaskier afraid he'd see...the fire mage? That's the only thing he can think of that Jaskier might want to keep to himself. He's glad, too. That it hadn't surfaced. It isn't something he wants to remind Jaskier of, inadvertently or not. ]
Well, I did have the thought you might've saved a cat or two from a tree. [ Some humour leeches in, too, before it fades. Yes. He can guess. It was a good strategy. No one would've suspected him. A bard. Wealthy, vain, self-absorbed. Jaskier is all those things. But he isn't only that. (Always did have too big of a fucking heart.) He feels it. The curl of fear that might be in part a remnant of the memory, in part from the thought itself, if Jaskier had ever been caught. Yennefer had told him Jaskier as in trouble, and he'd asked what kind, found his friend jailed for nothing more than lecherous behaviour.
It strikes him it could've been something far more dangerous.
Geralt reaches into the water to try to fish out the slippery soap. An attempt to bring himself back to a grounded reality. ] Sandpiper, hm? You couldn't have picked a bigger bird?
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Well, I did have the thought you might've saved a cat or two from a tree. [ Some humour leeches in, too, before it fades. Yes. He can guess. It was a good strategy. No one would've suspected him. A bard. Wealthy, vain, self-absorbed. Jaskier is all those things. But he isn't only that. (Always did have too big of a fucking heart.) He feels it. The curl of fear that might be in part a remnant of the memory, in part from the thought itself, if Jaskier had ever been caught. Yennefer had told him Jaskier as in trouble, and he'd asked what kind, found his friend jailed for nothing more than lecherous behaviour.
It strikes him it could've been something far more dangerous.
Geralt reaches into the water to try to fish out the slippery soap. An attempt to bring himself back to a grounded reality. ] Sandpiper, hm? You couldn't have picked a bigger bird?