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Oh, family recipe! That's very sweet of you, thank you for sharing it with us.

Midge will see the three dots constantly appearing and disappearing as Jaskier tries to find the best way to tackle certain subject.

I said a lot today.

Nailed it.

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She watches the dots, wondering what he’s trying to put into words. Sometimes simple and direct is the best course, as evidenced by what she ultimately receives.

You did. Geralt seemed surprised.

I hope you don’t regret it. I liked learning about your past, even if it wasn’t a great time in your life.

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Jaskier's face falls on his pillow - of course Geralt was surprised, fuck. He made a few comments while he was changing Jaskier's bandage, but didn't push too much. Probably because he's still recovering, but Jaskier can guess there's a big talk coming.

The answer takes a few minutes to arrive. He rereads her text over and over, taking in what's happened. She says she liked it, and she was understanding through the whole deal, if he remembers correctly. As nervous as he is, he can't stop smiling at his phone, knowing exactly why his heart is skipping a beat. Even if the fever and poison lowered his boundaries, there's no denying why that part of his life came out and not something else. He has a crush on her, one that may grow into something else if they keep going like this.

Geralt will tell him to end it before it gets worse, he knows. Jaskier bites his lower lip, thinking about all the good points his best friend will have. And then he ignores them.

I'll be honest, I panicked a little when the potion cleared my mind and I remembered everything. I won't pretend that the fever didn't have anything to do with it, because it did. It's something I keep under wraps.

But you were nice. Understanding. Supportive. Somehow, I was... comfortable, in a way.

So no, darling. No regrets.

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Midge sees it as them getting closer, because it’s clear that he doesn’t tell these sort of things to everyone. She might even be daring to hope that he’ll develop feelings for her that go beyond sex. Maybe he’ll want to be with her exclusively.

She’s getting way ahead of herself. She’s not even sure if this is what she wants, even as she can feel herself starting to fall for him.

I’m happy that I make you comfortable. I think I just have one of those faces, you know? People want to tell me things. One time, a guy in an elevator told me all about his prostate problems.

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I'm going to take a guess and say they weren't the sexy kind of problems related to the prostate.

As much as I love your beautiful face, however, you must give yourself more credit. People wouldn't open up to you if your spirit wasn't so welcoming and judgment-free.

Is there something you want to tell me or ask? About today?

While he doesn't have any regrets, writing that question is harder than he looks, but he'd better get used to the idea.

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No, they were not.

I try to accept people as they are, as long as they aren’t assholes.

His question is an open door and Midge wonders just how eagerly she should go through it.

I want to know what made you finally decide to leave your family, but I can understand if you don’t want to talk about that right now.

Geralt seemed surprised that you gave me the scale.

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The scale? That'd make no sense. Are you sure?

Writing it all down takes some minutes - it's hard, but also kinda therapeutic.

Father paid for Oxenfurt University so I could learn Administration & Finances. As soon as I got there, I changed to the Liberal Arts. He didn't find out until the second year when I went home for my break. As you can imagine, he didn't take it well.

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He seemed more surprised that you had shown me the ring and the coin. Perhaps I misunderstood.

Administration and Finances sounds incredibly boring, so I don’t blame you. Did he cut you off?

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That's definitely it. I can barely believe it myself.

It was a shouting match, so I'm not sure what was first: me announcing I was leaving or him disowning me. Probably happened at the same time. I took some gold from his office before leaving, but once I settled down in Oxenfurt, I started to work. I had a noble education so my skills were valuable. My penmanship is exquisite, so I mostly worked as a scribe. Lots of university documents, but there was also a hidden book shop with taboo texts that printers wouldn't take, I copied those too. The city's theatre troupe taught me how to sew and a bit of embroidery so I could take care of my clothes.

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It doesn’t sound like you were sad to leave, but I’m sorry all the same. I can’t imagine never talking to my kids again.

You’re a self-man man.

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I was not, but that doesn't mean it wasn't hard as fuck - so thank you, darling.

It flatters me that you see it that way. I like to think so, too, but I can't deny that my education and that initial gold gave me a hefty advantage. At the same time, however, it's a bit funny that the skill I used the most on the road was sewing, just to keep my witcher in one piece.

Sorry to disappear but I felt ill so I slept

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If I didn’t have Joel and my parents to help take care of my kids, it would be very difficult for me to get anywhere in my career.

Could you have lead the lifestyle that you do and still have been the viscount?

oh no! don't apologize, I hope you get better soon!

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True. I'm glad your parents are willing to help; it'd be a crime to keep you off the stage. And thanks to them, I get to kidnap you, too.

Absolutely not. It'd be a political nightmare.

I feel better, just exhaustion I think

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Is that what you do? Kidnap me?

We’ve both been helped by some advantages from our families.

I’ve heard stories about hedonistic lords but I’m sure there are practical consequences to it.

makes sense. have a good rest!

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Oh yes. I'm a filthy bard kidnapping this sweet, witty lady to corrupt her.

Hedonistic lords, huh? You think I'm hedonistic because of the fortune I used to have? That's interesting. I've always seen it the opposite way - I got tired of all the rules and having to behave in public, of having to hide who I really was. Life is too short not to be enjoyed.

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Oh how terrible of you.

For you? Not necessarily. But I know that people who are extremely wealthy can be hedonistic. You’re saying you come by it naturally. What constitutes as ‘behaving’ in public is subjective.

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Oh yes, very sinful. You won't be able to pray again because you'll burn.

True, such people do exist. I noticed that these "celebrities" in this world do engage in a lot of wild behaviour behind the scenes. As for what counts as "behaving"... you know what I meant! You can't repeat the things you say on stage in front of your mother's friends!

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I don’t think what we do is that sinful.

Yes, that’s true. I can barely repeat them in front of my mother. Her response to my comedy career is to pretend that it isn’t happening. Or be drunk while watching me.

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Fucking out of wedlock? We're pretty much demons!

...oh, dear. I thought they were more supportive. Drunk, seriously?

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And yet I know plenty of perfectly decent people who do it.

My parents support is more… tacit. Adjacent. Not active. Knowing they can’t forbid me from doing it. Not thinking I’m really going anywhere with my career. But still willing to watch my kids if I have a gig.

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...you know I'm joking about society's expectations, right? About how we're being very, very naughty?

Fuck. I'm so sorry, darling. You deserve so much more. I'm even more grateful now that Susie found you. I should send her a thank you card.

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Yes… but I also don’t think I’m necessarily being a bad Jew by sleeping with you.

It could be worse. Even if they’re not really supportive, they also haven’t really tried to stop me. I think they’re hoping that this is a phase I’m going to grow out of, like a teenager.

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Jaskier has a suspicion that the temple people wouldn't agree with that, but he lets the matter go. Not in the mood to argue over religion. He thought just a few jokes would be fine, but it seems he'll have to avoid the subject altogether.

That's very true - the fact that they aren't interfering is quite the blessing. I wonder how long they'll keep up the denial. Some day you'll invite them to your hard-earned mansion and they'll pretend they're at the opera.

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Midge isn’t the most pious Jew, it’s true. But she equates ‘sinning’ with ‘bad’. She has sex with men (one man, currently). She makes off color jokes. She’s not perfect by any means. But she doesn’t think that she’s ‘bad’, and doesn’t like feeling truly bad. Naughty, perhaps, but not bad. She’s a good girl, Jaskier.

And tone is sometimes lost over text.

I’m sure they’ll be much more supportive when I’m making a lot of money. If.

I’ve missed you.

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Definitely not if. Absolutely when.

The next text takes him by surprise, and he can't deny the way it makes him feel all nice and fuzzy inside. There's something to have someone in the middle of the night telling you that they miss you.

I've missed you too. You've spoiled me with good conversation. How am I supposed to argue with small-brained clients now?