Ciri wrinkles her nose. "He says too much when he's single, too."

Jaskier pokes her ribs in return, making her squeal and slap his hand again. Then he turns to Midge. "The suburbs aren't so bad, they're much quieter than this. All the neighbors have dogs and he likes petting them. But you aren't wrong. I'd rather be here and he'd rather be in a cabin by some lake."

"Good luck convincing Yennefer of that," Ciri adds and Jaskier chuckles as he nods to agree.