"Respect indeed," he responds in agreement. Coming from another person, he'd be more wary to agree. But she explains that her people were also persecuted, and considering all the other things they've talked about, like Elftown - well, she doesn't seem like the type of gal who asks to respect a shitty opinion.

Midge talked to the girls, huh? He wonders why - just self-preservation, making sure he's safe? Or curiosity about Jaskier's intimate stories? She looks so serious, though; is she going to have a problem with him sleeping around?

Then she brings up Brandon, and Jaskier's entire body tenses.

Brandon trusting her with that information should be a good sign, should speak well of where she stands. But the fact that she's bringing up this after their conversation about religion and keeping up appearances makes him nervous.

Jaskier doesn't know what to expect. But her calling it 'common in his world' is definitely not it.

It hits him with such a mood whiplash! He's expecting the worst, yet her question is just... innocent. Curious.

He can't help it. He has to laugh. The hand is pulled back, but not for a bad reason: the idea is just so ridiculous that he has to grab his body as he bends over.

"Common?" he manages to ask between chuckles. "Goodness, no! Why do you think I'm not a friend of a religion?" As the laughing calms down, his hands go crazy with gesturing. "I mean, that and other hundred reasons, including censorship and book burning, but, you know... I'm quite sure that's number one on the list."

After sipping more juice, he leans back in his seat and tils his head, looking at her like she's the most precious thing.

"Yes, I like women, men, and everything in the middle. I don't care what is in your underwear as long as it's happy to see me." Wink~