[For once, Jaskier is patient, worrying his lower lip not to give it all away by laughing. Yennefer's face is a thing of beauty, and not for the usual pretty reasons - her reaction is simply priceless, and Jaskier wonders if he should be recording this.
...wait. Perhaps not. With an exaggerated, dramatic gasp, Jaskier takes on full offense mode, a hand on his waist and the other wagging his finger at her.]
EXCUSE ME?! I've got the right to power as anyone else! For what, she asks! As if sorcerers didn't spend their chaos time being pretty in court! Waste of resources, that's what it is! I won't stand for this slander-- [He steps backs to leave more room between them since his dramatics need the space, and his feet bump against the shopping bags he dropped before. This gives him an idea, and boy, it's so hard not to grin like the little shit he is. Instead, he covers it with a huff.] Just for that, I should leave you here alone with no explanations or guidance at all!
[Then he starts picking up his bags, pretending he's done with her. As he "works", he sings a little tune Yennefer may recognize - it's an old song from the Continent that the kids like to sing. A little comic jig about a crab that wanted to be warm in winter and had a swim in thermal waters, accidentally boiling itself.
It's silly. Childish. Overdone, really.
But Yennefer will still feel an unavoidable urge to laugh a lot anyway.]
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...wait. Perhaps not. With an exaggerated, dramatic gasp, Jaskier takes on full offense mode, a hand on his waist and the other wagging his finger at her.]
EXCUSE ME?! I've got the right to power as anyone else! For what, she asks! As if sorcerers didn't spend their chaos time being pretty in court! Waste of resources, that's what it is! I won't stand for this slander-- [He steps backs to leave more room between them since his dramatics need the space, and his feet bump against the shopping bags he dropped before. This gives him an idea, and boy, it's so hard not to grin like the little shit he is. Instead, he covers it with a huff.] Just for that, I should leave you here alone with no explanations or guidance at all!
[Then he starts picking up his bags, pretending he's done with her. As he "works", he sings a little tune Yennefer may recognize - it's an old song from the Continent that the kids like to sing. A little comic jig about a crab that wanted to be warm in winter and had a swim in thermal waters, accidentally boiling itself.
It's silly. Childish. Overdone, really.
But Yennefer will still feel an unavoidable urge to laugh a lot anyway.]