[Hector's thoughts go through a rapid succession of, 'No, no, no', 'Alucard is going to kill me', 'Does this man think I'm intriguing?' Hector's never encountered anyone who thought he merited poetry.
His mouth freezes mid-protest. The bard is singing about him, making him sound romantic and mysterious and Hector does not even know how to deal with this. Jaskier's voice is really nice?? And complementary??? Help????]
I... don't boil blood? The forging thing is more of a... a spark of magic to summon the spirit and rekindle life in the body.
[Hector does not know how to deal with this social interaction, so when in doubt, nerd talk.]
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His mouth freezes mid-protest. The bard is singing about him, making him sound romantic and mysterious and Hector does not even know how to deal with this. Jaskier's voice is really nice?? And complementary??? Help????]
I... don't boil blood? The forging thing is more of a... a spark of magic to summon the spirit and rekindle life in the body.
[Hector does not know how to deal with this social interaction, so when in doubt, nerd talk.]