Well... That's convenient, [Jaskier says with no small amount of skepticism. It's difficult to fathom that a place like Hell just hands things out for free though, so even if coin isn't much of anything here, Jaskier has a feeling there has to be some form of currency around here. He just doesn't dare ask what it might be. Not right now, anyway, when there is already more than enough he needs to let settle for himself.] I suppose I could provide you with a song. Though, I do have to caution, whatever I sing simply won't be the same as it would be if I had my lute.

[Not that it'll be bad because Jaskier simply doesn't do a piss poor performance ever, but it's still not quite the same!]