[ He rolls his eyes at that ribbing, shooing Jaskier's elbow away with a flap of his hand. ]
Beloved's a bit of a stretch.
[ With his composure, mostly, regained, he meets Jaskier's eyes again. ]
As is saying gods. Plural. I'm one god. And I mean, you were alright. I was entertained. Nothing to write home about...
[ Watch this lying liar lie as he scratches through blond strands and gets a bit fidgety. Time to hit that vape pen and pretend like something incredible hadn't just transpired. The vapor is exhaled through his nostrils.
He looks at Jaskier again.
Then away.
Then back again.
And finally, he concedes. ]
Alright. Fine. It would be pretty embarrassing for anyone else to try and come up against that performance. But don't let it get to your head, Jaskier the bard. You're fighting an uphill battle in the modern age.
[ He pushes into step, tapping Jaskier's shoulders with the back of his knuckles in passing. ]
Gonna be tough to get that notoriety in hell. Impress a god and anger the devil. But I'll be keeping my eye out for you. Who doesn't like a good underdog story?
[ He's prepared to go, not that he has anywhere pressing to be, but nothing good ever comes from too much of a good thing, right? ]
I'm in room 205 if you need anything.
[ A pause. He hesitates. ]
I might, uh...be moving to one of the houses out in Hellburbia after we get it all restored. But that's just between you and me.
[ Just between Jaskier and Tech and Tech's inability to let go of a fake life where he was so very happy. But it's fine to tell Jaskier, after all...he's new and doesn't know what all went down there. He's newly arrived and there's something envious about that because he can still hold onto his optimism until this place finds a way to steal that, too. ]
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Beloved's a bit of a stretch.
[ With his composure, mostly, regained, he meets Jaskier's eyes again. ]
As is saying gods. Plural. I'm one god. And I mean, you were alright. I was entertained. Nothing to write home about...
[ Watch this lying liar lie as he scratches through blond strands and gets a bit fidgety. Time to hit that vape pen and pretend like something incredible hadn't just transpired. The vapor is exhaled through his nostrils.
He looks at Jaskier again.
Then away.
Then back again.
And finally, he concedes. ]
Alright. Fine. It would be pretty embarrassing for anyone else to try and come up against that performance. But don't let it get to your head, Jaskier the bard. You're fighting an uphill battle in the modern age.
[ He pushes into step, tapping Jaskier's shoulders with the back of his knuckles in passing. ]
Gonna be tough to get that notoriety in hell. Impress a god and anger the devil. But I'll be keeping my eye out for you. Who doesn't like a good underdog story?
[ He's prepared to go, not that he has anywhere pressing to be, but nothing good ever comes from too much of a good thing, right? ]
I'm in room 205 if you need anything.
[ A pause. He hesitates. ]
I might, uh...be moving to one of the houses out in Hellburbia after we get it all restored. But that's just between you and me.
[ Just between Jaskier and Tech and Tech's inability to let go of a fake life where he was so very happy. But it's fine to tell Jaskier, after all...he's new and doesn't know what all went down there. He's newly arrived and there's something envious about that because he can still hold onto his optimism until this place finds a way to steal that, too. ]