"Ah." Dan doesn't even bother to glance up at his words - one of which currently reads THE IDEA OF SOBRIETY TERRIFIES ME, another of which reads I SINCERELY THINK PASTA IS A VEGETABLE, to go alongside the one that matches Jaskier's - since he can't read them anyway. "Well, in that case, we might want to lock the door, depending on what they say. If we didn't already want to do that."

He hesitates for a second, then figures if Jaskier doesn't already know, it might come out in the red threads eventually anyway. "I can't read. So your secrets are quite definitively safe with me."

He flops back onto the couch so Jaskier can straddle him. "You're cutting quite the figure in that jacket, by the way."