“We could always write funny or bawdy poems or songs together.” Midge takes one of his hands and laces their fingers together. “What would it be like if we were back in your world? Did you ever travel around with any other performers?”
It’d probably be even more difficult for her to be a comedian there than it is here, but Midge would like to imagine a fantasy where she and Jaskier travel around and perform for people.
"You'd be up for rhyming? Because I like your idea." He sounds surprised but also curious about the result.
Her next question makes him pause. Oh, dear. "No. I've collaborated with other musicians, but I've only traveled with Geralt." He squeezes her hand. "I'm afraid we wouldn't have been more than fling back in my world, dear. That is, if your husband let me approach you at all."
She huffs. “Women were treated like chattel where you come from, weren’t they? What if I wasn’t married though? Or my husband had died of a long, lingering suspicious disease?”
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It’d probably be even more difficult for her to be a comedian there than it is here, but Midge would like to imagine a fantasy where she and Jaskier travel around and perform for people.
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Her next question makes him pause. Oh, dear. "No. I've collaborated with other musicians, but I've only traveled with Geralt." He squeezes her hand. "I'm afraid we wouldn't have been more than fling back in my world, dear. That is, if your husband let me approach you at all."
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She huffs. “Women were treated like chattel where you come from, weren’t they? What if I wasn’t married though? Or my husband had died of a long, lingering suspicious disease?”
Look up ‘slow poisoners’, Jask.
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"Then the one keeping your purity away from the bard whore would be your father."