[ both the vendor and vash turn to look at jaskier. even when he's tossed the bundle of coin, the vendor glares. vash, meanwhile, mildly panics. ]
Uh-- whoa, you don't have to do that!
[ but before vash has time to try and return the money pouch, the stall owner has already pocketed it, telling him that he can have his pick of any of the pre-potted blooms. he selects two; the first one he'd reached for, the flower heads small with tightly cloistered, rounded petals, and another variety its polar opposite with long, lacy fronds. he thanks the merchant with a smile and a tilt of his head, and then offers jaskier the second plant he'd chosen. ]
You really didn't need to do that. [ to pay for him... or insult the vendor. but vash isn't about to build mountains out of molehills. ] What's a "green witch?"
jaskier is like two ideas away from starting a fantasy mlm
Uh-- whoa, you don't have to do that!
[ but before vash has time to try and return the money pouch, the stall owner has already pocketed it, telling him that he can have his pick of any of the pre-potted blooms. he selects two; the first one he'd reached for, the flower heads small with tightly cloistered, rounded petals, and another variety its polar opposite with long, lacy fronds. he thanks the merchant with a smile and a tilt of his head, and then offers jaskier the second plant he'd chosen. ]
You really didn't need to do that. [ to pay for him... or insult the vendor. but vash isn't about to build mountains out of molehills. ] What's a "green witch?"