[Oh, that's lovely. Jaskier's not exactly a wet-and-squishy animal person -- he likes his monsters with a bit of fur and cute, big eyes -- but he certainly isn't so confused by its appearance as he may have been prior to the whole bird demonstration.

It's probably far less annoying than a bird, also, because the things keep landing in his hair and trying to pull it out.]

Ah, a most welcome cheers, my friend! [Jaskier's drink is nearly empty, but it won't stop him from raising the glass and returning the wish. At least even if this whole situation is a bit of a shitpot, he can still find agreeable company.] To our continued health, o honorary guest. [That's definitely not the first drink he's drained.] Ohh, is this your wet little friend? What a delight! Is it magic, too? I have a hard time, you know, telling it all apart.

[It all looks rather real to him. All the demonstrations he'd watched. If his bird wasn't transparent, he'd nearly believe the same of it.]