[While the others have been chatting, Jaskier has simply been staring skyward, watching what he can only describe as a giant wheel turning. He thought he knew what to expect. A carnival! At last, a word he understands! Carnivals are not a strange concept on the Continent, even if they were rare and generally tied into some sort of harvesting festival outside the cities.
But this.
What is this?
There's a thousand things to stare at but it's the wheel that catches him, spinning with this swinging... things, rocking back and forth.
Nadine bringing up the Viking ship (whatever a Viking could be), at last, has him looking away from the wheel. There is a thing shaped like a ship, which he can only imagine is what she means.]
Is this... like Las Vegas? With far fewer lights.
[It's the only thing Julie or Nadine has showed him that any semblance to what he's looking at. A much smaller version, of course, from what he could tell, but even pictures could only show him so much.]
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But this.
What is this?
There's a thousand things to stare at but it's the wheel that catches him, spinning with this swinging... things, rocking back and forth.
Nadine bringing up the Viking ship (whatever a Viking could be), at last, has him looking away from the wheel. There is a thing shaped like a ship, which he can only imagine is what she means.]
Is this... like Las Vegas? With far fewer lights.
[It's the only thing Julie or Nadine has showed him that any semblance to what he's looking at. A much smaller version, of course, from what he could tell, but even pictures could only show him so much.]