Jaskier grabs a book from his satchel before he finally lies down on his chair, a happy little sigh leaving his lips. Swimming is great, but his muscles need to rest now.
"Oooh, yeah, the reeeeeeally tall building. It's amazing how talls building are in this world, but also kind of funny that you don't build towers anymore. You'd think they want to put the cops on top of them."
Oh, he can absolutely get that dense. He quickly learned in this world to keep it a bit lighter, but he refuses to let go of all of it. Flowery is nicer.
Midge's face makes him laugh, so he kisses the top of her head before showing her the full poem for context. "It's very metaphorical, so a few things are up to interpretation. It mentions 'modest worth' and 'rank'-" He points at those words on the page. "--so it appears that he's talking about the value of a powerful bond between people over differences in social standing. If it's mere friendship or it evolves into something sexual, well, dear - that's up to you."
The stanza makes more sense when she reads the whole poem in context. “He mentions friendship, but you’re right. He could be angling for something else. People, especially upper class people, had to be flowery back then. They couldn’t just ask if someone wanted to fuck them.”
Midge looks up at him with a teasing smile. “You made your intentions known pretty quickly.”
Oh, she has such a pretty teasing smile. He laughs at her comment.
"And you like it," he teases back. "Ah, but worry not. There have many a time back in my world where I had to be smooth as well. Especially with men - and in that case, that happens here too. That's why places like Rainbow Road are so important. We don't have to guess there."
“I do like it,” she confirms. “It was very flattering to be wanted like that.”
What he says about men who want to have sex with other men makes sense. Coming on to the wrong person could mean prison, or worse.
“I’m surprised that the police haven’t tried to shut it down yet. Not that I think it needs to be, of course, but anything that’s so open like that is a target for people who hate it.”
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"That's disappointing. I'll see if I can take you to an elven party, then. Who is Rockefeller?"
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“It’s a family,” she tells him. “The guy ran Standard Oil. His grandson’s the governor. And you’ve probably heard of Rockefeller Center?”
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"Oooh, yeah, the reeeeeeally tall building. It's amazing how talls building are in this world, but also kind of funny that you don't build towers anymore. You'd think they want to put the cops on top of them."
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Midge leans over towards him. “Whatcha reading?”
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He shows her the cover of the Lord Byron book before reading aloud with his classically trained reciting voice:
"Our souls at least congenial meet,
Nor can thy lot my rank disgrace;
Our intercourse is not less sweet,
Since worth of rank supplies the place."
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Her jokes aren’t hidden by such flowery language. Even Jaskier’s poetry isn’t as dense.
totally stealing the analysis from the website lol I'm not good with old English
Midge's face makes him laugh, so he kisses the top of her head before showing her the full poem for context. "It's very metaphorical, so a few things are up to interpretation. It mentions 'modest worth' and 'rank'-" He points at those words on the page. "--so it appears that he's talking about the value of a powerful bond between people over differences in social standing. If it's mere friendship or it evolves into something sexual, well, dear - that's up to you."
steal away
Midge looks up at him with a teasing smile. “You made your intentions known pretty quickly.”
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"And you like it," he teases back. "Ah, but worry not. There have many a time back in my world where I had to be smooth as well. Especially with men - and in that case, that happens here too. That's why places like Rainbow Road are so important. We don't have to guess there."
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What he says about men who want to have sex with other men makes sense. Coming on to the wrong person could mean prison, or worse.
“I’m surprised that the police haven’t tried to shut it down yet. Not that I think it needs to be, of course, but anything that’s so open like that is a target for people who hate it.”
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The mention of the police makes him snort. "They're bribing the cops, Midge. The day the club doesn't pay, you can say goodbye to it."