[ A quiet snort escapes him. It's difficult to parse how he feels, a simmering fury with no direction. Rare, for him. He's not often heated and it makes him unsteady, trying to wrestle it back under control.
Temptation is putting it lightly. He's willing to test the limits of her magic, if it comes down to it. She can't keep him here, or at least she can try -- though for now, he's let it go. Her comments have turned old wounds raw. He's not ready to say something he regrets yet, arguing about a strategy he knows will only make things worse. They have the invitation. It's their best lead.
If he'd been calmer, he might have dug deeper into why she said what she had. But right now, there's too much on his mind to delicately pull those strings apart. He's still prodding at the bond, waiting for when Jaskier will finally wake -- when something will happen.
Instead, he offers his arm. The redness has subsided a little. At least he knows better than to interfere with her work, letting her take over with bandaging it. ]
no subject
Temptation is putting it lightly. He's willing to test the limits of her magic, if it comes down to it. She can't keep him here, or at least she can try -- though for now, he's let it go. Her comments have turned old wounds raw. He's not ready to say something he regrets yet, arguing about a strategy he knows will only make things worse. They have the invitation. It's their best lead.
If he'd been calmer, he might have dug deeper into why she said what she had. But right now, there's too much on his mind to delicately pull those strings apart. He's still prodding at the bond, waiting for when Jaskier will finally wake -- when something will happen.
Instead, he offers his arm. The redness has subsided a little. At least he knows better than to interfere with her work, letting her take over with bandaging it. ]