Oh, believe me, you won't be able to pin me to the fucking spot with all your Witcher strength if I intend to leave.
<[And it is not a jest or a joke. He is quite aware Geralt will not attempt to, but more importantly, he wants Geralt to know exactly how much this is terrifying him. With his death still in his eyes, in his head. The taste of blood on the back of his tongue.
But he cannot allow a single illusion to keep him from helping Julie, either, if it is possible she needs it.] I'm coming. You don't need to ask twice.
[Jaskier's arms stay around his middle once he is free from Geralt's grip, watching him walk over to a... thing. It's a thing. Metallic and heavy and huge. And when Geralt does something to it -- turns the machine on -- the noise it makes leaves the bard jumping.] You -- what? You want me to ride this with you? No. Absolutely not. I have horses. They're just as fast.
[He falters on the last few words. Even from here, he can see Bleobheris's rotting leaves. And the feeling of Radu trying to bite his hand. Not in the teasing way the vampiric horse would ask for a few drops of blood, but a real, dangerous bite.
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<[And it is not a jest or a joke. He is quite aware Geralt will not attempt to, but more importantly, he wants Geralt to know exactly how much this is terrifying him. With his death still in his eyes, in his head. The taste of blood on the back of his tongue.
But he cannot allow a single illusion to keep him from helping Julie, either, if it is possible she needs it.] I'm coming. You don't need to ask twice.
[Jaskier's arms stay around his middle once he is free from Geralt's grip, watching him walk over to a... thing. It's a thing. Metallic and heavy and huge. And when Geralt does something to it -- turns the machine on -- the noise it makes leaves the bard jumping.] You -- what? You want me to ride this with you? No. Absolutely not. I have horses. They're just as fast.
[He falters on the last few words. Even from here, he can see Bleobheris's rotting leaves. And the feeling of Radu trying to bite his hand. Not in the teasing way the vampiric horse would ask for a few drops of blood, but a real, dangerous bite.
Even his horses do not trust him now.]
All right. Where do I... sit?