[ There have been a lot of things he's endured during his time in hell -- some environmental, but a lot of it brought on by his own poor choices. And still somehow, he believes himself above it all. Untouchable the way gods tend to be. Especially gods of the new variety.

So it doesn't even occur to him to be apprehensive or guarded with their topic of conversation. Jaskier has the right of it to be wary, but Tech still looks at him with a cocked eyebrow and tilt of his head. At least until he remembers ah, yeah. Newbie. There's not a moment to reassure him, though, because Jaskier snowballs into the praise -- and if there is ever a weakness for any god, it's going to be praise and worship. Even Technical Boy, modern and jaded, can't escape the allure of someone pandering to his ego.

A more genuine smile crosses his face, bright and vibrant. ]

Oh fuck, for real? You're a bard? 'Cause like, I got a cleric. And a paladin.

[ More like, he got high one night and started designating d&d roles to a couple of his friends. ]

We could use a bard to round it out, yanno. Make a full party. But tell me...

[ He leans in real close, uncomfortably close, to get the juiciest of gossip. ]

Is it true what a very vocal portion of the internet says about your kind? Are you guys all horny bastards?