Jaskier takes a few steps forward, drawn in by Dan's... Dan-ness. He's a very distracting person.
He forces himself to stop and answer the question before they get carried away.
"They're writing out our private thoughts and insecurities, I think. It's not like it's anything I don't already know about myself. This whole thing is awfully rude," he says with a frown. "And a bit of a mood killer."
Not enough of a mood-killer to make him uninterested, he would be content with a mutual agreement to ignore the hovering statements for more pleasant pursuits, but it is generally unfortunate.
"At least they match," Jaskier shrugs and decides that he will choose not to care, for now. He's sure he'll care a lot later, but for now he's sticking with his tried-and-true method of letting his heart (among other things) lead him where it will.
He resumes moving forward and makes to straddle Dan, slipping off and tossing aside his (new and fashionable!) brown leather jacket as he does.
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He forces himself to stop and answer the question before they get carried away.
"They're writing out our private thoughts and insecurities, I think. It's not like it's anything I don't already know about myself. This whole thing is awfully rude," he says with a frown. "And a bit of a mood killer."
Not enough of a mood-killer to make him uninterested, he would be content with a mutual agreement to ignore the hovering statements for more pleasant pursuits, but it is generally unfortunate.
"At least they match," Jaskier shrugs and decides that he will choose not to care, for now. He's sure he'll care a lot later, but for now he's sticking with his tried-and-true method of letting his heart (among other things) lead him where it will.
He resumes moving forward and makes to straddle Dan, slipping off and tossing aside his (new and fashionable!) brown leather jacket as he does.