Midge has struggled with the conflict of trying to be the mother that she should as well as trying to have a career. It seems impossible to really be able to be successful at both.
“No, no, just give me a minute…” She looks at the array of animals, hoping that one of them will jog her memory. “Monkey!” Reaching out, she grabs the wooden monkey figurine. “Ethan loved the monkeys. Look, they even have a peacock for you, my showy peacock.”
Jaskier is looking at the finely carved horse figurines for adult shelves, but then he sees the adorable horse keychain and he knows what he has to do. Geralt's bike keys are rather empty, after all.
When Midge shows him the peacock, Jaskier grins and seriously considers buying it for himself. However, something else catches his eye and he tilts his head at Midge, a glint in his eye.
"For me? Or mayhaps for you?" He puts the peacock in her hand. "You could have this one, and I--" He picks a swan for himself. "--shall have this one. We could write each other's names on them."
He's glad that Midge thinks the keychain is perfect for Geralt; many people would've thought it ruins his tough look. Jaskier thinks having something that matches his hidden softie is better.
And of course, he's also glad to kiss her back, not caring about the looks the clerk gives them. This is why he loves her so much.
"I'll sign it in the room later. I think I packed a quill." Pens are very handy, but they ruin his penmanship. "A tiger, huh? Feisty like her mommy?" he asks while they pay for everything.
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Midge has struggled with the conflict of trying to be the mother that she should as well as trying to have a career. It seems impossible to really be able to be successful at both.
“No, no, just give me a minute…” She looks at the array of animals, hoping that one of them will jog her memory. “Monkey!” Reaching out, she grabs the wooden monkey figurine. “Ethan loved the monkeys. Look, they even have a peacock for you, my showy peacock.”
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When Midge shows him the peacock, Jaskier grins and seriously considers buying it for himself. However, something else catches his eye and he tilts his head at Midge, a glint in his eye.
"For me? Or mayhaps for you?" He puts the peacock in her hand. "You could have this one, and I--" He picks a swan for himself. "--shall have this one. We could write each other's names on them."
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His idea about the figures is adorable. “I love it. The elegant swan and the flashy peacock.” Leaning in, she presses a kiss to his mouth.
“I think a tiger for Esther,” Midge continues. “That’s fitting for her.”
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And of course, he's also glad to kiss her back, not caring about the looks the clerk gives them. This is why he loves her so much.
"I'll sign it in the room later. I think I packed a quill." Pens are very handy, but they ruin his penmanship. "A tiger, huh? Feisty like her mommy?" he asks while they pay for everything.