[It is. For all her crassness -- and don't mistake that he doesn't appreciate it -- she has a very gentle, admirably feminine side to her. The more time he spends with Julie, the more it makes sense that Geralt took to her so quickly, when he hardly takes to anyone.
Well. Beyond a night.
Jaskier gives the familiar unicorn a little wave of his fingers as they pass, and without thinking, his hand falls between the wolf's shoulders, the white fur soft as it is familiar. It's been such a long time he spent time with the wolf he accidentally created, but he can admit that... he's very grateful it still roams. And that it has become so fashionable as of late.
He nods to her question; though the overwhelming amount of information has been exactly that, Jaskier has done everything he can to stay on top of it, to the point of recording what flies across his eyes when it does. There are books in his domain that contain extensive notes, and what he has discovered himself, as he found it out.
And after all that, the wine is sorely needed. He gives Steven a quiet thank you as he drops it off, and a wink -- if only so he feels a bit more like himself. The bartender is a very good kisser, after all.
He takes a heavy swallow from it. Then another.] You know, if anyone else said such a thing, I would accuse them of being rather self-absorbed. [But after his conversation with Rhy, and their search for Julie in the missing nothing, it is clear to him that she has a special connection to this monolith, the same way Ciri is connected to the others. Not the way Rhy is connected to the Singularity, either; it's as if the Singularity has been waiting for someone to come who speaks its language.
Thank god it's not Ronan instead That man seemed unhinged, and the last thing Thorne needs is an advantage involving the Singularity.]
No, no, you're doing wonderful. [He reaches to place a hand on her knee.] These are things I... well, suspected in some ways, and have gathered from others. And while I definitely would like to know how you became so close to it... that can be a discussion for a later day, with more wine. [Perhaps some shots.] Then, if I am following, you learned whatever you have learned from the Singularity itself? Or, rather, from the fact it could not find this woman?
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Well. Beyond a night.
Jaskier gives the familiar unicorn a little wave of his fingers as they pass, and without thinking, his hand falls between the wolf's shoulders, the white fur soft as it is familiar. It's been such a long time he spent time with the wolf he accidentally created, but he can admit that... he's very grateful it still roams. And that it has become so fashionable as of late.
He nods to her question; though the overwhelming amount of information has been exactly that, Jaskier has done everything he can to stay on top of it, to the point of recording what flies across his eyes when it does. There are books in his domain that contain extensive notes, and what he has discovered himself, as he found it out.
And after all that, the wine is sorely needed. He gives Steven a quiet thank you as he drops it off, and a wink -- if only so he feels a bit more like himself. The bartender is a very good kisser, after all.
He takes a heavy swallow from it. Then another.] You know, if anyone else said such a thing, I would accuse them of being rather self-absorbed. [But after his conversation with Rhy, and their search for Julie in the missing nothing, it is clear to him that she has a special connection to this monolith, the same way Ciri is connected to the others. Not the way Rhy is connected to the Singularity, either; it's as if the Singularity has been waiting for someone to come who speaks its language.
Thank god it's not Ronan instead That man seemed unhinged, and the last thing Thorne needs is an advantage involving the Singularity.]
No, no, you're doing wonderful. [He reaches to place a hand on her knee.] These are things I... well, suspected in some ways, and have gathered from others. And while I definitely would like to know how you became so close to it... that can be a discussion for a later day, with more wine. [Perhaps some shots.] Then, if I am following, you learned whatever you have learned from the Singularity itself? Or, rather, from the fact it could not find this woman?