Geralt: I don't know what I expected when you asked for help
Jaskier, backed into a corner by a trio of brothers: I was helping her get out of her corset! She was a fellow performer and she bought an ill-fitting one out of desperation and was struggling to breathe! I was being a goddamn Good Samaritan!
Jaskier, after one of the brothers swung at him: GERALT!
Geralt: ... Fine
Geralt: If you men don't want trouble, please leave this poor idiot alone. He's not good at thinking of the implications
Brother #1: Nice try, filthy Witcher
Brother #2: Can't fool us, the lot of you probably soil young maidens across the land
Jaskier: Joke's on you! Only person I'm "soiling" is the damned Witcher!
Geralt, pinching the bridge of his nose: ... For fuck's sake












