[ Harry laughs, taking another sip of his mocha and gesturing for Jaskier to follow him. ]

Right this way. There's a dispensary on the way back to my apartment.

[ He starts walking, expecting Jaskier to follow. ]

As for the story behind why that's my favorite song... [ The hand not holding the coffee cup comes up to rub at his neck. ] I dunno. There's not a whole lot to tell, other than the fact that my dad died pretty recently and I had to grow up real fast. I inherited his company, but the board resented me for it, and basically forced me out.

[ There's more to it than that, but Jaskier will have to pry further to find out. ]