[Jaskier strips with his usual, flirtatious panache. Hector, by contrast, snorts and magics his clothes away so he can follow Jaskier into the water.
He settles on the bench that runs along the pool wall, close enough to take Jaskier's stretched hand and begin to rub his thumbs along the bard's palm. A lutist's hand bears different callouses than a forgemaster's, another fact to file away about his lover.]
I've been fine. You haven't missed much. Work and study, and trying to teach the fox to shake paws.
[Hector really does need to get a dog as his next pet. He has plenty here in the Horizon, but hasn't found one for the physical world since his living situation hasn't been figured out yet.
He smiles at Jaskier's mention of his cooking. He's no great talent in the kitchen, but he made an effort, and he's pleased it was noticed through that fog.]
One of my hidden depths. I've lived alone most of my life, and unlike my pets, I require food to live. Had to teach myself to make something worth eating.
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He settles on the bench that runs along the pool wall, close enough to take Jaskier's stretched hand and begin to rub his thumbs along the bard's palm. A lutist's hand bears different callouses than a forgemaster's, another fact to file away about his lover.]
I've been fine. You haven't missed much. Work and study, and trying to teach the fox to shake paws.
[Hector really does need to get a dog as his next pet. He has plenty here in the Horizon, but hasn't found one for the physical world since his living situation hasn't been figured out yet.
He smiles at Jaskier's mention of his cooking. He's no great talent in the kitchen, but he made an effort, and he's pleased it was noticed through that fog.]
One of my hidden depths. I've lived alone most of my life, and unlike my pets, I require food to live. Had to teach myself to make something worth eating.