[The horrified expression together with the laughter makes for a priceless view, and Jaskier once again wonders if he should be recording this, or at least take a picture. He realizes then that he's never seen her laugh like this, which to be fair, shouldn't be surprising because they used to fight a lot and the last few months of friendship were nice but still contextualized by hell. And isn't it fucked up? That he's seen her at her worst but not just... genuinely happy?
Did Geralt ever see her like this? Their relationship has always been so weird, he doesn't know if he should be able to qualify any of their moments as genuinely happy even if he left whenever they found a room.
She looks rather pretty with such a carefree smile on her face, and even if he forced it out with magic, Jaskier is glad he gets to see it. If Geralt hasn't, well - not gonna lie, that would be a bonus. And isn't that an extremely petty thought? Better not examine that too closely.
Her request provides the perfect distraction, and he pretends to think about it for a moment before he finally stops singing. As soon as the last note ends, so does the magic, and Jaskier can't stop grinning.]
It's bardic magic. I can cast with my singing, and keep it going with an instrument. I suppose- [His tone makes it sound like he's making a sacrifice and big effort to concede a point, but it's all obviously part of their song and dance.] --I should thank you in some way for confirming I can use it on other magical people too. [He attempts to move his hands but they're kind of busy with bags, oops.]--riiiight. Just a second.
[He rushes two doors down the hallway to reach his own room, but he doesn't disappear for long: it takes him seconds to just throw the bags in the bed and grab a chocolate bar from the table that he's already breaking by the time he comes out.]
Sooo~ I'm guessing this is your first time exploring? Oh, Yennefer, you've been missing out. [He pushes a piece of chocolate into her mouth with a wink and it isn't until his calloused fingertips touch her lips that he realizes he's slowly becoming so comfortable around her that he's treating her as if he would treat Geralt. Again, not something he should be examining now. Not sober. Perhaps not ever. He quickly pulls back as he clears his voice and moves to stand by her side, offering his arm after some hesitation. Fuck it, he's been lonely, no need to think when he can just act.] I believe some dining, learning and shopping are in order. Shall we?
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Did Geralt ever see her like this? Their relationship has always been so weird, he doesn't know if he should be able to qualify any of their moments as genuinely happy even if he left whenever they found a room.
She looks rather pretty with such a carefree smile on her face, and even if he forced it out with magic, Jaskier is glad he gets to see it. If Geralt hasn't, well - not gonna lie, that would be a bonus. And isn't that an extremely petty thought? Better not examine that too closely.
Her request provides the perfect distraction, and he pretends to think about it for a moment before he finally stops singing. As soon as the last note ends, so does the magic, and Jaskier can't stop grinning.]
It's bardic magic. I can cast with my singing, and keep it going with an instrument. I suppose- [His tone makes it sound like he's making a sacrifice and big effort to concede a point, but it's all obviously part of their song and dance.] --I should thank you in some way for confirming I can use it on other magical people too. [He attempts to move his hands but they're kind of busy with bags, oops.]--riiiight. Just a second.
[He rushes two doors down the hallway to reach his own room, but he doesn't disappear for long: it takes him seconds to just throw the bags in the bed and grab a chocolate bar from the table that he's already breaking by the time he comes out.]
Sooo~ I'm guessing this is your first time exploring? Oh, Yennefer, you've been missing out. [He pushes a piece of chocolate into her mouth with a wink and it isn't until his calloused fingertips touch her lips that he realizes he's slowly becoming so comfortable around her that he's treating her as if he would treat Geralt. Again, not something he should be examining now. Not sober. Perhaps not ever. He quickly pulls back as he clears his voice and moves to stand by her side, offering his arm after some hesitation. Fuck it, he's been lonely, no need to think when he can just act.] I believe some dining, learning and shopping are in order. Shall we?